Some days, every waking moment is a fight.
You can feel the spiritual warfare waging all around you. You can feel Satan waging war on your family, your heart, your mind, your community, your life. You know that he's angry and he's throwing a temper tantrum. You know that he is attackng you. constantly. consistently. over. and over. and over again.
Yet, you know that Jesus has already won.
You know that Jesus is fighting for your family, fighting for your heart, fighting for your mind, fighting for your community, and fighting for your life...EVERY. SINGLE. SECOND.
You know that the more Satan attacks, the more the deep love and incomprehensible power of Jesus is put on display.
I'm having one of those days. Actually, I've had quite a few of those days lately. Days that I spend all day long in conversation with my God, yet he seems far off. He is constantly speaking to me and I'm hearing Him...yet I still feel the constant fight, the constant turmoil in my soul.
A part of me hates these days. They are HARD. they are not the easy, fun days of being a Christian. they are not the nice, neat days of dancing and giggling and having a smile that simply can't be wiped off all day. Rather, tears and laughter are intermingled. They flow together. Pain being washed over by JOY.
and I am reminded that the joy that has been fought for is so much sweeter. it's a joy that has grown with Jesus. it's a deeper joy...the overflow of an unshakable love that clings to Him through it all.
and so, I refuse to stop fighting. I refuse to give up my joy. Some days, every moment is a fight for joy. and that's okay, because it's worth it. HE is worth it. He thinks I am worth it. So, I keep fighting.
In Jesus, I will find the fullness of joy forevermore.
