My Spiritual Journey to Fight

I have been blogging away, for many, the forgotten ability to fight against the fiery darts of the worked one. I have been hearing the Holy Spirit calling out to the church of the redeemed to wake up and realize that, we as the body of Christ have surrendered and not occupied till Christ comes. In a multitude of ways, it has been easy to listen to the voice of God and blog his thoughts on the need to stand up and fight for the victory gained on the cross.

But believe me, in coming to this realization of the need to be a warrior in the kingdom of God has not been easy, for I have struggled under the tuition of the Holy Spirit. It has taken me about a decade to reach the point where I am today. I say this by way of encouragement; in case some readers imagine it has been easy. I have had to journey through many layers of religiosity to come to this place of enlarged boarders and the tent rope of my faith stretched out.

I have had to come to the place of repentance many times crying out to the Holy Spirit, weeping tears of remorse for being so selfish and stupid. The fear of the Lord was the motivating factor each time for I did not wish to have the lampstand removed from my heart. Revelation 2:5 How could I crucify the Lord over and over again grieving the Holy Spirit.

I have been taught and encouraged by the glorious grace of the forgiving Father to step out knowing that by doing so I could be asked to walk a path that I do not wish to walk. Revelation 2:10 I had to say as Job I will step out in trust even though it may kill me.

I have had to come to a place where I had to rise up in righteous indignation with a determination to win, even when I did not feel like it, particularly when the vain imaginations and anxiety was rife in my mind. 1 Corinthians 9:24

I have come to a place of reliance on the guidance and leading of the Holy Spirit, rather than trusting in my own wisdom. I have had to lay aside all my learning and academic training, as little as it was, to listen to the voice of the Holy Spirit by in most cases; praying in the spirit. Romans 8:26

I have come to realize that the anxiety, the fear of the unknown and the worry of what might happen have been taken care of by the precious blood of Jesus; meaning that the enemies thoughts ad whispers are but smoke and mirrors and hold no weight and come to naught, when up against the resurrected power that resides in me. The resurrected power that is mine by the victory at Calvary through faith. Philippians 3:10

Above all I have come to appreciate and experience the enveloping love of God towards myself and his all-encompassing riches of glorious grace surrounding me. God our Father will never let us down.

I hear the Lord saying that he is opening up the gates, portals and windows of heaven with battle strategies, battle tactical moves and a warrior spirit with a double, double portion to those whose hearts are ready to receive. I say to you open your hearts wide to receive my warrior mantle for I am assembling my great army. Do not be afraid of the religious spirit that will seek to dissuade you from this folly, as they will call it. I have given you the key of David and the sword of Gideon in the right hand and the left hand. Blow the trumpet you watchmen on the wall for the enemy is coming do not hold back for I will hold those accountable who did not heed my warning.

 John Knox
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John B. Abela (@abelajohnb)

Keep on blogging - the trumpet is being heard!

Beth M (@blest)

Amen. Amen

K Reynolds (@kreynolds)

As I read your blog, I found myself recalling a terrible struggle I had that culminated one night when I begged God to not lead me down the "path" He was pointing toward. I didn't know what it was or where it led but it struck absolute horror into my heart. Whatever it was, I did NOT want to go there! Finally I cried out to the Lord that I would go to that "dark place" and trust Him, no matter what. Then and only then did I have peace. I was to remember that night when three weeks later I learned I had cancer...

The words of an old hymn come to mind:

"I know not what of good or ill
May be reserved for me.
Of weary ways or golden days,
Before His face I see.

But I know whom, I have believed
and am persuaded that He is able,
to keep that which I've committed,
Unto Him against that day."

May we stand firm and faithful, trusting God no matter what.