“Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus” (Philippians 4:6-7 NIV).
In the course of two years, our lives have changed so dramatically that it’s almost impossible to imagine how we lived before covid. Looking back, we had it made. We never thought about covering our faces with cloth masks, standing six feet apart, or that churches would be closed but liquor stores and strip clubs remained open. During the past twenty-four months, we’ve adapted to mandates, curfews, and online school for our children.
Gas prices are soaring and crime is on the rise, along with inflation. Good, hard-working people who donate to charities, open doors for others and vow to do good in this world have lost their jobs because they refused to get an experimental shot. Perhaps they have pre-existing conditions (like I do), or they simply question the need to have an untested medicine for a virus that is more than ninety-percent survivable, according to “science”. Family and friends were suddenly divided between mask and maskless, pro or anti-vaxx. Meanwhile, a thirty million dollar grant has been offered to provide drug addicts a “safe place” to smoke crack. Curiously, do they have to be vaxxed?
Do you ever ask yourself, “what the heck is really going on?”
While we were sleeping, we have lost the freedom to speak our mind on social media. I’m permanently banned from Twitter — but I’m told the Taliban has a pretty decent thread – if that’s of interest to you. My gut instinct tells me that there’s something fishy going on and neither mainstream media or “science” is being honest.
During the past two years, I’ve become awakened to spiritual warfare. Since I was a little girl, I’ve silently said prayers most nights before bed. These days, I’m down on my knees next to my bed praying audibly, praising God, asking for forgiveness, and pleading for protection for my family and yours.
It’s been said that prayer changes everything, but mostly, it’s changed me. For those of us who are believers, we know that in the end God wins. There’s a quiet confidence within our bones that feels His presence and assurance. That’s called faith, for me, anyway. If you’ve never been the praying type, I invite you to give it a try. God can perform miracles. Our job is to expect them.