We really are more than conquerors.

When I was in the 1st grade there was a boy in my class, his name was B.J.. He really liked me. Every day at recess, without fail, he would chase me around the track saying that if he caught me he was going to kiss me. I spent a lot of recesses either running from, or hiding from him. Needless to say, I wasn't a huge fan of him. It wasn't until a couple of years later that I realized that I shouldn't have run from him. Not because I wanted a kiss, but because he never would have done it. Without a doubt he would have cowered away. I was popular, and I had a lot of friends (All 6 year olds do. . . ) that didn't want him anywhere near me. When I realized that, I was pretty annoyed that a year of my recesses were wasted because of my failure to stand up for myself. Don't worry. . . I'm going somewhere with this.

This past month I've been running from the enemy. Running and running and running. He's been after me for days. Weeks, even. In hot pursuit. More so than usual, because there are things going on in my life that are very hard, and he knows it. He is after me. So I've been running, and not looking back. Yesterday he was on my heels. I was out of breath, and I felt weak, and he was about to take me out when it hit me - I don't have to run. - So I stopped. I turned around, looked him square in the eye, and I said "Stop. I'm stronger than you because I have a God who loves me. He loves me and he cares for me, and he is my strength and my deliverer. You are nothing. You cannot take me down. So you can turn your sorry self around, and leave me alone." And that's what he did. Since then I have felt a peace that I haven't experienced in weeks. God is showing me things I have never seen before. My attitude is totally different about everything going on in my life and everything that I was in tears about 2 days ago. By the way, this isn't to say that we are not to stay away from the enemy, but we don't have to run from him in a way that we are scared and tired. My God is powerful. He picks us up when we are too weak to walk, and all we have to do is ask Him. He is there, always there. What a beautiful love that is. And although I continue to struggle here and there, which is to be expected in hard times, I now know that I am strong, and I am courageous. More so than I thought, because I have Him. We have Him - And because of that, we don't have to run.