Fighting the Battle
On the second night, our facilitators, Vonda Skelton and Carolyn Knefely , danced off to bed in excited triumph. The day's sessions proved that the women assembled in this lovely lakeside home held the power of the Spirit in their hearts and could truly minister to other women.
Then the enemy struck.
He chose to sneak into our camp at night and destroy with doubt and fear.
I struggled with my own shortcomings, uncomfortable with my abilities when measured against the phenomenal women gathered in this house. In no way did I believe I could stand up and share my love of the Lord with the same knowledge and passion that they demonstrated.
But wait, I wasn't alone.
The next morning, Vonda called us together to begin the next session, and the truth began to flow. One after another, we heard of the late night battles fought by these holy warriors and the brink of defeat that Satan drew each of us toward. Story after story tumbled from our mouths.
"I can't do this."
"Who am I to think that I can lead others in their love of the Lord?"
"My life doesn't reflect Him well enough to stand before others and proclaim Him."
The Spirit moved in that beautiful sun-drenched living room that morning and we shared, confessed, laughed, and cried. The truth is that Satan saw the strength behind our testimonies and conviction and fought back in the way he does best, with stealth attacking each of us one at a time.
The victory is not Satan's though. The Holy Spirit prompted us to speak of our fears the next morning. Imagine our amazement when the truth revealed itself in our simple sharing. We are the army of the Lord, and when we put on the holy armor of God, we can do anything!
To God be the glory, great things he has done!