Wake up!

It’s that day after I woke up at three in the morning feeling soul bruised. Words woke me. Words have a way of doing that sometimes, but these straight up shouted deep into my brain: “For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the powers, against the world forces of this darkness, against the spiritual forces of wickedness in the heavenly places. Wake Up!” And my soul said, “Yes,” and my feet hit the floor.

See lately, I’ve become sick of me. All the healthy changes I’m making are scrubbing away at the exterior, but they’re also exposing the slowly rotting interior. I’ve had to own up to my own complacency. I’ve traded better and best for good enough. I’ve settled into the lackadaisical and made a resting place in Laodicea. My world has grown small. It’s been a solo ride of all about me. Enough.

After a weekend gathering of women, I came home weary and burdened. The refreshing relaxation I had expected got left at the door. Day one began with listening to trials that have led to doubt and day two ended with listening to hurt that has led to fear. But laced between every word was woven a message of faith, perseverance, and overcoming.

So this morning’s early words reflected the determination that’s been breaking through my protective layers of me-ness, calling me back to warrior mom knees. The lost child and his lost love need saving. It’s time to go to war. The child struggling under the weight of inner battles and his love doing the same–need prayer battles fought on their behalf. The child contemplating the unknown future and his love in the same boat–need prayerful support and guidance.

Having children changes your world. It does. But it doesn’t take being a mom to be a warrior. Being a woman and/or a mom doesn’t mean you can’t fight. You were born to be a warrior. In fact, you may be the only warrior some people ever meet. Pray like a warrior. Take a stand. Believe. Persevere. Love hard. And if you’re a parent, even when those kids grow up and grow away, they need you to make war on their behalf. So, for the love of your loved ones, wake up! It’s time to pray.

Author: Ruth Anne Blanchard

Wife to one good man, mother of three fine sons and three lovely daughters-in-law, God seeker, Young Living Distributor, lover of good health, small time farmer, and aspiring author. "Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of Heaven. " Matt. 5:3. Longing for more of Him.

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