The mortgage was due on 1st. It was the 3rd- and there sat the envelope on the front table, waiting to go in the mail. My heart sank. As a rule-following kind of girl, it really bothers me when I mess up like this. I expected a late payment would be incurred and that there would be a ding on my credit rating. I was upset with myself for forgetting to get the check in the mail before I left on vacation.
The time and place was Germany after WWII. The church was divided and the hurt ran deep. In the year’s prior, Hitler had commanded all religious groups within the country to unite. It wasn’t a unity of the Spirit, however, that brought them together. Rather, the unity was forced upon them so Hitler could better control the churches.
I’ve sent up more than a few frantic, “help!” prayers in my lifetime. There have been times when I just didn’t know what to say how to pray. There have also been times when I’ve prayed those quick prayers and experienced what I can only describe as a supernatural power shortly afterwards. My faith has been strengthened from these events and I want to give full credit to where that power came from: the Holy Spirit.
Do not fear, for I am with you; Do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, surely I will help you, Surely I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.' Isaiah 41:10 (NASB)
If there’s something to worry about, I will probably be the first one to grab that what-if out of nowhere and contemplate all its possible outcomes. It’s my way of feeling like I can spot trouble before it happens so I can do something to prevent it from becoming my own horrible reality.
Spiritual warfare is real and can be devastating to our lives. Marriage is where I have personally endured spiritual warfare many times. Especially when it came to feeling defeated spiritually and mentally as a wife.
A friend once came to me and told me about her burdens she was bearing through at the time. She was expressing so many different types of emotions; anger, sadness, despair, and helplessness. My heart went out to her, I truly wanted to bring comfort to her.
There is a whole society of people that stands with you, bearing the weight of loneliness and shame, fear and isolation.
It’s AD 60 and Paul is sitting in the corner of a Roman prison, writing the book of Ephesians to the new community of Christians in Ephesus. The book of Ephesians is about our identity in Christ – our adoption, redemption and hope.