For the past week I’ve lived a defeated life. I’ve lived as though my fears had come to fruition, and those things I dreaded the most, had arrived and taken their abode in my life.
In truth, I had surrendered, even before the battle had begun.
Yesterday, a friend sent this text, “in all these things we are more than conquerors through Christ.” It touched and warmed my heart, but still I continued my day as a lamb headed toward its fate.
This morning, I got out of bed with the same mindset. Like a zombie I dragged toward the coffee maker, and set it in motion. As my coffee brewed, I mindlessly began to fill three bowls with kibble and hefty dollops of beef stew from a can. Three wagging tails increased pace as I set the bowls on the floor.
Coffee in hand, I sat to read my morning devotion that was slated for this second day in February. (I have the app “Power Thoughts” on my phone and try to read it everyday) The words I read, roused me from slumber…
“The Bible states that we are more than conquerors, and we are to reign as kings in life, through Jesus Christ.”
There it was again, “…we are more than conquerors…”
Coincidence? Some may say, “yes,” but for me, it was a gentle shake of my shoulders, waking me to reality. I am the child of a King, and my Father wants me to live as such.
Come what may, poverty, loneliness or any other trouble, still I am more than a conqueror through Christ.
In this life, He lives within me, and in the next I’ll live with Him, forever.
“Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.” Romans 8: 35;37