I always thought the more I spent at Strong Tower, the easier it would get, but boy was I wrong. This last month I've had urges to leave so many times, more this last fortnight than any other time. It wasn't because of anything really that happened here, but because I allowed satan to plant doubts and run my mind rampant than taking control of them. The truth got distorted with lies and lies became warped appearing as truth.
How often does this happen in life. If we give someone an inch, they go a mile. How often do we get lazy or tired and just allow ourselves to wallow in an emotion or reaction and as a result we have just started a catalyst of a domino effect that could be detrimental to our lives?
It's time we decide to put our foot down and say no. Stand our ground and not even give satan an inch. Choose this day to make the choice for Christ and His standards. No one else's.
Galveston
Galveston Arlan's
Pleasure Pier
buc-ees art
Victoria SAMs club - Valerie sitting on a bench
Inside cowboys church today - Jessie, heather and michayila
Michayila sharing her testimony for the first time
Pastor Keith Parker, saltgrass cowboy church (gulf coast cowboy church), Santa Fe TX
Koozie and Midas
Dickens (grown dog on left) and Dooley (grown dog on right) and some of their puppies. Dooley was the biter.
Michayila, me and Brenna (pastors youngest) and some pups.
M, McKenna and Brenna (both p kids)
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