That is what we all need to do: Fight to keep the Faith.
The enemy, the evil devil, fights us in blatant ways and subtle ways. In ways we feel it like an inferno blast, and in ways that are so subtle its like a sweet gentle lull. But they are both equally destructive.
I wrote the above some time ago. Not sure when, but I wrote it and forgot it. Now tonight as I gather my thoughts, I am irritated. Frustrated. I’m tired of being minimalized. I’m exhausted trying to defend myself. I want to scream. I want to throw up my hands. I want to run away. (I know, sounds pretty immature and weak. But, I’m just being honest in how I feel). Then… I stumbled across the above opening paragraph and read my own words of admonition. Oh how urgently I just need to hold on in faith and fight on.
So I ponder and wonder what it means to ‘hold on’.
It means never giving up.
It means holding tight to the rope of faith until your hands are numb with pain. But just hold tight and don’t let go.
It means being transparent with asking for reinforcement. But don’t let go.
It means to stay focused on God even when things seem tranquil and calm. You need Him for the brewing storm that’s off beyond the horizon.
Hold on in faith. Believe in God even when you can’t see Him or feel Him.
Hold on. And know, He is holding you.
Beautiful In Time 