Battle Belongs
God prepares you for battles He knows you will face. I have seen this to be true. When you dwell in the presence of the Most High He will build up your most holy faith. He will teach you the ways of warfare and prepare your fingers for battle. He will build you up brick by brick upon His Word so that when the earth begins to shake under you, you will not fall. He will teach you to listen to His orders and how to obey like a solider on the front line. He doesn't send you out into a battle ill equipped. No, He goes ahead of you. He anoints you with His power and protection. He covers you with His full armor and places the weapon of praise and prayer into your hands. He sets a Mighty Fortress around you and His ring of fire protects you from your enemies. He covers you on every side. He never leaves you as you go through the battles of this life. He is right there. Upholding you. Strengthening you. Teaching you. Comforting you. He makes you more than a conqueror through His Spirit. He makes you a great warrior for His Kingdom. He takes your weakness and shows just how mighty He is to save. His Spirit empowers you. I know we will face battles... we are either headed into one right now, in the middle of one, or on our way out and by the grace of God we will overcome. He goes before you, He hems in behind you, He brings you through. The Almighty God, victory is in His name.
2023-06-08 17:23:45
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