The devil was mad at me

Do you believe in coincidences? Do things happen when they happen because they happen? Or do you believe in spiritual warfare?

I believe in God. I believe He is the creator of heaven and earth. I also believe in that fallen angel, Satan. I know that the enemy exists because his job is to seek, kill and destroy. As a believer, I know the devil set out to destroy me a long time ago. But God kept me alive for a purpose.

Last weekend when my husband and I talked about this upcoming week, I told him I wanted to go to Bible Study. I am a fairly new member at my church, so this will be my first time attending. Yesterday, I wasn’t feeling my best… kinda sluggish. But I kept on pushing through the day. When we got to Bible Study, it was refreshing to hear God’s Word and ‘breakdown’ of the lesson. Then my body started feeling weak. And once again, I pushed through so my husband could attend choir rehearsal immediately afterwards. It was at the end of the rehearsal when I told my husband I wasn’t feeling very well. When we got home and I was able to sit down, I took a reading of my blood pressure. It was 174/124. Needless to say, my anxiety started to take over and that added to the already constricted blood vessels. I have to admit, fear reared its ugly head (we talked about fear in bible study) because I was having an unusual pain on the back left side of my head. I honestly thought I was having a stroke. What eased my mind was the fact that I wasn’t having the ‘classic’ symptoms of a stroke. So I tried to push that thought out of my mind. I took another BP med (I took my normal dosage that morning), showered and went to bed. Not only did my husband have me covered (literally), God covered me with His grace and mercy. I slept peacefully all night.

As my husband and I were getting ready for work this morning, I blurted out, “You know the devil was mad and started messing with my body because I went to Bible study last night?” His response, “Yes, I know.”

Some of you may be non-believers … and that is your choice. I’m not going to be judgemental because I don’t have a heaven or hell to put anyone in. All I am saying is that in MY life, I am put through tests to see how strong I am in my faith. I do believe the enemy was attacking my body. It knows exactly what to do to throw in that little seed of doubt. So instead of worrying, I said my prayers last night and went to sleep. Instead of worrying, I took my medication this morning and will continue through this day… unbothered. However, if I feel bad enough, I will go to the doctor. I promise!

Until next time … be blessed.

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