I am God’s soldier. I’m His champion. I am His fire. I am firm in my identity in Christ. I know what I am called to do – to use the power of words to evangelize the world. Because of this, I’m constantly under attack.
The devil knows my weaknesses and he is vicious in using them against me. Often, when I am all fired up for God, the devil would use cheap but effective tactics to distract me from my mission. (Hello, Facebook.) He would use my emotions against me and he would plant seeds of sloth in my heart. But what I hate the most is when he would create strife within my family.
When the devil attacks my loved ones, my first reaction is to hate him. I would get the instinctive desire to address him directly and tell him that he can’t win against me. But whenever this happens, I would always turn back to God and pray, because I know that lashing out – even against the devil himself — would be my downfall.
Where there is hate, where there is strife, where there is war, choose love. Let us not let the devil win.