Lately, I’ve been battling a spirit of fear (irrational fear) since 2020. It wasn’t just anxiety, even though I’ve struggled with that for years due to negative things I experienced in the past. It’s been crazy because at times, I … Continue reading Battling A Spirit of Fear
For the past couple of months, I would get stressed out when I listened to or watched constant news coverage about COVID-19, numbers of deaths and infected persons, business closures, job losses, possible food shortages, etc. Even now, I sometimes think, “Wow, I can’t believe we’re going through this” because I never imagined seeing anything like this occur in my lifetime.
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Thank God for allowing me to make it to a new year! The months of November and December have been difficult spiritually—the enemy was whispering various lies in my ear and as a result of not having God’s word/truth rooted in me, I started questioning and doubting my salvation. I even questioned God’s character because I thought He was instructing me to do one thing (He would tell me to “stand up” against the lies and deception) and then saying I should do something else (the words “sit down” constantly came to me, especially when I would use His word to come against the lies that were hurled at me. Wasn’t I supposed to fight with His word? Was I supposed to be completely passive and wait on Him to do everything?).
March has been a really rough month spiritually. My faith has been so unstable—one moment I felt like I was starting to trust God (I’ve been working on learning to trust Him more), then the next moment I felt frustrated and angry at God. But it turned out that I was only being confused and deceived by the enemy.
You’re outside on your patio enjoying a warm breeze, a snack, and a good book. Suddenly, a fly starts circling around you and buzzing loudly past your ear. Your citronella candle is lit and you repeatedly try to smack the fly with your swatter but it keeps getting away. It’s quiet for a couple of minutes but the pesky fly returns, determined to ruin your evening.
Evette Collins 