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Rough Weeks

Published on 5:02 PM By Aunica
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It's only Wednesday. Uh oh.
It's weeks like these that I moment by moment have to remember to be praying the armor of God.
It's weeks like these that I'm reminded of my own weakness.
I can't do anything on my own strength, because I have none.
I'm dry.
Daily I've found myself on my knees, on the verge of tears, once again surrendering myself to Christ's strength. Pleading for help. Begging for strength to make it through the day. Asking for help to ward off the attacks of the deceiver.
As the father of lies beats down on me, it's all I can do to crumble to the ground and cry out to my Abba.
He is my rescuer. He is my redeemer. He is my strength and my refuge.
I can't go a day without asking for His strength. I can't go a day without His love. I can't go a day without His incredible grace and forgiveness.

Today I asked God to remind me of His love. To carry me through the day. To remind my aching heart of His compassion. His mercy.

The battle is raging. The storm is here.

Today, all I can do is curl in a ball and pray. I sit in the arms of Christ, my refuge and my strength. He dries my tears and reminds me of His deep love.

I'm going to be okay. I'm going to make it. It is finished. The victory is won.
Aunica

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