I am a child of the King. I have been adopted by the Most High. I am loved. I am blessed. I am protected. I am forgiven. I have peace. I have joy. I have patience. I have faith. I have self-control. I think on things that are true, honest, just, pure, lovely. I dwell in the shadow of His wings. I know mercy. I know grace. (Read Gal 5:22, Phil 4:8, Eph 2:8-9, and the Psalms.)
This is the REAL me. My spiritual birthday came 10 years and 5 months after my physical one. Most of my life has been a battle when the flesh would win. I wasn't properly equipped for war. But one day nearly a decade ago, that started to change. I began to see more victories. I began to plug into the Power. I dumped my fleshly weaponry and started using God's. I truly rested in His sovereign care and I've been there ever since.
Oh, I still fight battles. I still have much to learn about leaning on God. But He is victorious.
(Father God, thank you for the day I accepted Christ as my Saviour. Thank you for the day that I rested fully in you. Thank you for providing your Spirit so freely. Keep this part of me ever in front of the other part of me. I look forward to the day you call us to your side either by death or by trumpet. Make straight my paths. In Jesus name I pray. Amen.)
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