Back in Battle

What will I say when I'm held to the flame like I am right now? It is well with my soul? You've walked me through fires, held my hand through flames? Or, while in the midst of the most insane, unbelievable, mentally, emotionally and spiritually devastating battle of my life, will I simply need You to remind me who I am? No matter what, in the end, I hope you find me praising your name, come what may. May I be singing His praises forever more! After all, whom shall I fear? I've been still long enough to know where my strength comes from; and I know Him as both a Father and a friend! So many Scriptures speak to my very soul, exploding my heart in such a way that even at times like these, I find myself singing about exactly how faithful He is. Did you know I saw an angel who spoke to me as I stepped into the age of understanding? Did you know that I've been taken up to heaven and put on trial by Satan himself? He accused me of loving my children more than I loved God! He was found to be wrong, he never knew my heart's song… Amazing Grace! Or my motto: As for me and my household. We shall serve the Lord! Come what may, He is my source for everything. He is my stronghold. All that being said, I know that He knows my name. I know that all things that seem unbearable or tragic or awful will be transformed into some type of blessing. I have been blessed to discover for myself, that there is both rest and joy in the midst of all storms. I'm not looking for the world to feel sorry for me. I chose the path that brought me to this moment in time. I'm truly attempting to remind both myself and you that He loves us all. I speak from the mouth of a backsider. The worst of the worst prodigal. Man does it get dark in the middle of a fall. By the grace of God the reality of my situation woke this sleeper up and every fiber of my being knew it had to get back to church where I belong. I might be strong in my own flesh but I have that point where I'm ready to tap out, where I realize, without Him, I'm just a girl. Going back home to church is always baby step number one. It's where we find fellowship and faith and a connection to the son. Where worship again becomes the center of your life. Helping us remember He is our groom, and we are the wife Trust me when I say my story is far from done. My journey fulfilling my purpose has simply rebegun In truth I have so much to share Regarding life and Love and moments of despair. Bad things happen to good people and life isn't fair And the plights of the evil one you need to become aware. I can't wait to take my education from the street My many months of being homeless to others not in their feet I'm part of a mighty army refusing to retreat The battle is real, it's painful to feel But I refuse to allow the enemy to steal. He won't take my joy, he can't have my peace I'll wage this war refusing to cease My God is mighty, He already won The sting of death is no more for those who know the son! If you are lost and struggling Caught up in the fight Than it's you I'm speaking to And I'm here for you tonight I've written a book You should take a look It's a journey to help open your eyes To the tricky tactics used by the father of lies. Follow the link, let me know what you think, leave a comment below. It is my prayer you move out of despair In your faith walk I pray you grow. https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&url=https://www.amazon.com/You-Are-Worthy-Too-Pudding/dp/1505696437&ved=2ahUKEwiArp_nlsr6AhUSjYkEHdYSDu0QFnoECAwQAQ&usg=AOvVaw14cXjrcPvEblLc76osL2hW Be blessed and be a blessing, Wendy, girl who walks with God! _