Knockout

I feel my sunglasses slide off my nose and feel slightly annoyed. I can’t find my regular pair and every time this particular pair slide down, I’m reminded that I feel unorganized.... at my house and in my life and I'm quickly unraveling. And there it is...as I pull out my violin and start to feel guilty over my pity party because people have real life problems...and I am blessed even in my mess. This morning I took my car to the shop for the 4th or 5th time. Admittedly that is what started this downward spiral of negative emotions. It’s been hard having to work car troubles into my already busy life and it certainly hasn't been cheap. For a while I was joking about it but I’ve reached the point where I just want to sit on my bathroom floor and just cry, or maybe I already have. To just be real for a minute, the enemy is just attacking my family from every direction so I throw up my hands like “What next?”

I’m worn down.

BUT GOD! He brings this scripture to me.

For the lovers of God may suffer adversity and stumble seven times, but they will rise over and over again. But the unrighteous are brought down by just one calamity and will never be able to rise again. (Proverbs 24:16 )

I picture myself in the boxing ring, the referee holding my hand up declaring victory. Because my enemy is down for the count. My trainer in the corner holding my robe to drape around me and ready to wipe and clean my face from my battle wounds. All because He trained me and though I took a few blows, I continued to rise and He would give me some water and speak life into me as I went back in to defeat my enemy. Notice that I didn't envision myself in the ring during the fight but when I had won. Because we MUST choose to declare our victory before we can physically hold onto it. We may fall and stumble and the enemy and his minions are relentless but victory belongs to Jesus.