nice try satan

You know when you're feeling attacked? It's horrible isn't it? My initial reaction is to run and hide, try to get away from it. Well, satan is attacking, and worse off, it isn't just me, it's my family. Let me explain...

We're struggling, struggling with finances. You might think, well goodness, I'd never have known... all she posts is happy, fun things! I do that because we try our darndest to be happy and fun most of the time! But of course, there are hardships, and this is ours.

We've got bills, a house payment (for a house we're not living in), car payment, rent, and student loans. It's piling up. Another reason I don't like to post these types of things is because I feel completely blessed with our situation. I don't want it to seem like I'm not. God has brought us to the place we live by introducing us to an amazing family and working things out.

Nevertheless, just today something else came up (it always does, doesn't it?) and I'm feeling attacked. BUT instead of running and hiding this time...my initial reaction was to run to my SAVIOR!!! Why didn't I think of this before? Of course I had my panic, and unsettling thoughts...but I ran...ran to Jesus. I opened my bible to a passage that came from a book we're reading for my MOPS group. It's 2 Timothy 1:7, and it goes like this, "For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline."

I realized then...this fear, this panic I'm feeling isn't from God. He doesn't want me to feel that way, He wants me to have trust in Him. So that's what I'm choosing to do, and as I do that...I can feel the fear slowly creep away.

So go ahead satan, just try to attack me or my family... I've got a mighty force on my side!