Pressure in the Waterloo Front

I have crossed the Jordan. But I’m not yet at the Promised Land. The moment I stepped in, I’ve been met with resistance…hordes of them.

As I go on the 11th day of my fast, I discover so much more of God’s promises. However, I’d discover more how I have been keeping a lot of heart issues, and lots of character refinement is required. There is a secret spiritual battle in the air as human personalities clash with pride without understanding and discernment. There is so much hypocrisy going on bringing in the deception of too much effort equals reward without remembering that rest is part of the reward.

I felt so much lack around me. And there is a lack of time that keeps me from meditating and pondering on the expansion of this spiritual waterloo I’m in.

I’m asking for strategy. I’m claiming an increase in wisdom.

Days ago at the start of my 21-day fast, the Lord gave me Joshua 1:5-9 after asking Him for “the Word of the Season”. Three times, the Lord said, “Be strong and courageous” or in other versions, “Be strong and brave”. It’s like something that He’s echoing into me in preparation for a major conquering to do. Right now, I’m weary and I’m tempted to give up. But again, the Lord tells me, “Be strong and courageous.” With that command is a promise…rather tons of promises. There is an assurance that when I rest in His presence. I can only conquer the territories promised to me if I push through. Besides, I won’t go this war alone, for He said that He’ll never leave me nor forsake me.

Oh, Lord, uphold me. I’m about to faint.

Welcome August. Welcome shift. I need to push through. May I be carried on His wings.

My Oscar already praying on my bed. Imagine him having a quiet time first before I could!

Circus Battleground

The crowd roared as the heart-broken performer hangs on the trapeze in suspense. The lights glimmered and dimmed in rhythm as dancers drowned their fears and insecurities. The little clowns covered their depression in thick make-up by reenacting their tragedies. The powers and principalities were entertained, looking forward for another intense act of broken homes, lost lives, and dramatic deaths. Welcome to your daily freak show. The circus that clothed every blinded prisoner in glitter and color. The show that feed every demon’s lust for a broken life.

But among the lost and broken is a soul free from the leashes of whips of the heartless ringmaster.  No one touches him as he watches in their midst. But there was no other way out. It’s either he stays unnoticed or war the principalities around him.

And just like the little warrior-in-the-making, I did not know what to do…or rather…I don’t want to do what I must do.

Almost everyone around me is a unconscious victim of sin, lies, and pride. A man indifferent to porn and curses, a woman having one-night stands with different men while searching for real love, a successful and beautiful journalist with a broken family, a prominent and intelligent government official loud on his extramarital affair.

And here I am. The “quiet, innocent sheep” doing nothing but that mundane working routine.

Until the moment of empowerment came again. My workplace is not a place to make money, it is a mission field to conquer.

It is a mountain where I am called to reap the harvest. It is where the thrones of wicked kings are meant to be toppled down for the freedom of these victims.

But first of all, it is me who should be liberated…I need liberation from my comfort zone. My hibernation causes me to shut my eyes from the pain of the world around me, and yet my own make-believe world can never take me out of here.

But I have this deep passion that pains me from staying in my shell…

…and compassion in order to break them from their chains.

I’ve been decreed with authority. I’ve been given weapons. I’ve been reminded over and over the mountains that can be moved with I speak. It’s just I tried to shut up the tragedy and the deceptive “normalcy” that I hope not to touch. I loved my little, quiet world. But I am not meant to stay here forever.

Who am I to be afraid of the wicked principalities, anyway? For greater is the Lord, full of wisdom and might, who is in me than he who is in the world.

All I have to do is to open my eyes…and fight to move forward…