We wake up; we choose to brush our teeth. We choose to pick
an outfit to wear. We even choose what
coffee we will drink. Choices, it’s
something we do on a daily basis.
Just like we pick our outfits to wear, we also make choices
with our emotions. We can choose to
worry. We can choose to doubt. We even can choose to sin.
I battle with the stronghold of worry. I feel like I’ve been choosing to worry since I
could remember. Are my parents going to
be ok? I wish my siblings didn’t go that
way. Is my husband really happy with
me? With the economy, should I really
get another car?
Worry, the opposite of faith!
Let’s marinate on where worry leads. It can lead to stress. It can affect your health. It can feel like a weight or heavy
burden. Hmmm...saints, does this sounds
like our God?
The thief comes to kill, steal, and destroy. Hmmm...doesn’t
worry feel like it kills your spirit, it steals your joy, and it can eventually
destroy some health?
We can choose to worry and remain with flesh results, or we
can choose faith and remain with spirit filled results. I was saddened to see what my mother was
going through in the hospital. Talk
about feeling so helpless. I came home
one night and just worried, worried, worried.
Then the Holy Spirit let me know I can choose to sit here and worry or
trust God with faith.
For God hath not given us the spirit of fear, but of power,
and of love, and a sound mind. 2 Timothy 1:7
Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto
thine own understanding. Proverbs 3:5
So I proceeded to quote scriptures over the situation and go
into warfare prayer. Guess what, that
spirit left. Worry is demonic
saints. It is a spirit we don’t have to
accept if we don’t want to. I just
wanted to encourage those that may have this ongoing battle as I do. Remember saints, it’s a matter of choice!
Something to think about…
