Spiritual Warfare

I had the funniest thing happen to me tonight.

Someone stopped me at church & actually told me that they MISSED my blog posts!!  Seriously?  My totally boring, totally non-happening life??  They MISS that??? 

Well regardless, I felt the love, and I have been wanting to post for a week or so but didn't want to come across as a whiner.

God gave me liberty to do that in tonight's service.

I have come to the conclusion that I have been in a Spiritual Funk lately.  (I looked that word up & the American Heritage Dictionary refers to "funk" as a state of severe depression, a panic, a state of cowardly fright)  I don't know about the "cowardly fright" part, but the rest rings true.

The past few weeks have just been completely draining. 
       --finishing school
       --baseball games twice a week
       --and practice on Saturdays
       --meetings, meetings, more meetings
       --parent conferences
       --kids with strep throat

I'll spare you the rest of the list.

Anyway.

I've been in this slump.  Just tired.  Restless.  Very "I-don't-care-ish"  (I made that word up--you like it??)

And I had basically quit going to church.  I even came home this past week from teaching Sunday School and asked myself, "Why bother?  I only had one kid there." 

But tonight, Preacher Dale focused in on spiritual warfare.  Reminders of things I have heard many, many times, but that I need to begin reinforcing on a more regular basis.

The enemy LOVES it when I get into spells like this.  Because once I've missed a few services, it gets easier and easier to miss a few more.

Then I begin to allow the world to take over.

And thus begins my downward spiral into my funk.

GOD IS WHO HE SAYS HE IS.
GOD CAN DO WHAT HE SAYS HE CAN DO.
I AM WHO HE SAYS I AM.
I CAN DO ALL THINGS THROUGH HIM.
GOD'S WORD IS ALIVE AND ACTIVE IN ME.

I'M BELIEVING GOD!!!

Only 16 days to go. . . .

Back off Satan, I'm baaaaccckkkk!!!!!