Prayer Monday: Your Amazing Ways


Thank You for Your amazing ways! I should have trusted Your urging last night at church, but I thank You that You continued to give me the same message until I finally texted the pastor’s wife out here tonight and this was the conversation that I’m sharing with the readers so that they know how amazing You are:

Me: So I should have said this at church, esp since I got this BEFORE you told me anything, but I felt God wanted me to relay to you: “Have no fear. I have taught your hands to war. Always remember your greatest weapons are My love and your praise. Never forget you have a way of escape (I Cor 10:13).” 
Pastor’s wife: thank you so much …I was praying at church tonight..Lord strengthen my hands to do your work
Me: wow… that’s definitely God!!!!!
Pastor’s wife: amen! 🙂

This pastor’s wife has been going through someone at the church personally attacking her and her family (mainly her) for years now and the truth only came out recently.

radioLord, I had no way of knowing that’s what she was praying since she didn’t say the words out loud… You are amazing! Thank You that even the wording was perfectly on target. Thank You for helping me tune in once again to be an encouragement. Thank You that You are good! The most amazing part was I found out this was all an extension of when You called me and my prayer partner to pray for her back in November which inspired me to write my post Tuning In.

Thank You Jesus. Thank You that You allowed me the privilege to tune in to You once again and find that I can be a blessing.  It truly is a blessing to be a blessing!!!!

Thank You Jesus for Your amazing ways!

Rebekah M.

After reading StephenWhoElse’s comment, I realized that others might have similar stories of their own… if you do, please share by commenting below!!! 🙂    ~Rebekah M. 

Being Isaac: Joshua T “This Little Light of Mine”

Editor’s Note:  Our weekly guest spot is our effort to help our reading community connect with each other.  “Being Isaac” is in response to our growing number of male readers. We think it’s important that there’s a male reply to our female’s call to live in passionate pursuit of Christ. Thanks Joshua T for submitting this great, original post that challenges us all to shine for Him! 

candleWhen I was little at church, we sang a particular song. You might remember hearing it when you were a child. It is called ‘This Little Light of Mine.’ Although it’s a children song, it still contains things to teach adults. Mark 4:21-22 says, ‘And he said unto them, Is a candle brought to be put under a bushel, or under a bed? and not to be set on a candlestick? For there is nothing hid, which shall not be manifested; neither was any thing kept secret, but that it should come abroad.’

If you won the lottery, would you walk around and not tell anyone? Would you keep it to yourself or would you tell everyone about it? The same principle applies to Christianity. If you were saved from eternal death by Jesus’ blood, would you act like nothing is different and never share His free gift with anyone? Or would you leap with joy and proclaim to the world what God has done for you?

Many people are afraid to spread the Gospel. They are afraid of what people will think of them or of what their friends will say. I always recall this verse when I think of people that are afraid of being called a Christian. Mark 8:38 says, “Whosoever therefore shall be ashamed of me and of my words in this adulterous and sinful generation; of him also shall the Son of man be ashamed, when he cometh in the glory of his Father with the holy angels.”

We have no reason to care what other people think of us. Just look at Jesus’ life. When He came to earth to pay for our sins, He was beaten, spit upon, and called many  names but He still loved them all.

Even on the cross, Jesus says, “Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do. And they parted his raiment, and cast lots.” (Luke 23:34)

Jesus loves us so much that He would die the most painful way imaginable for people that have sinned against Him. Think about that for a second. God, the creator of the universe, cared enough about you and wanted you to spend eternity in heaven with Him that He sent His ONLY son to die on the cross with your sins on His back.

Could you imagine having to give up your only child to save someone else? I can’t imagine the love that God must feel for us to have Jesus pay the ultimate price in my place. Jesus paid our debt.

We were bought with a price: Jesus’ blood. Therefore we are not our own. Romans 14:8 says, ‘For whether we live, we live unto the Lord; and whether we die, we die unto the Lord: whether we live therefore, or die, we are the Lord’s.’

Nothing can make God hate you enough to not accept you into His family as a Child of God. “But to all who did receive him, who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God”. (John 1:12)

We owe all we are to God, yet we act as if we can do what ever we want because it is our life. It is not. If you asked American, they would tell you to do what ever you wanted. Forget about the consequences. Who do you have to answer to? The answer to that is God.  James 4:12 reads, “There is only one lawgiver and judge, he who is able to save and to destroy. But who are you to judge your neighbor?”

Bavarian Village on foggy Winter Day, Sun behind Mist

We must remember that God is our Judge and He will judge us. He will bring everything to light. Our lies, our sins, our mess-ups will all be judged, but there is the good news. Because Jesus died for our sins, we can be pardoned. Isaiah 1:18 says, “Come now, let us reason together, says the Lord: though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall become like wool.”

Many think that their sins are too bad or severe that they can not be saved. But the Bible says differently. 2 Corinthians 5:17 says, ‘Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.’ It is important  to remember that even though you have sinned, as long as you have received Christ into your heart, your sins are gone. They are not there anymore.  Psalms 103:12 confirms this, “as far as the east is from the west, so far does he remove our transgressions from us.”

Will you be the light in the darkness?

Joshua T is a graphic designer in training who is seeking to glorify God in everything he does. He enjoys listening to music, such as Thousand Foot Krutch, KJ-52, and Relient K. Joshua also appreciates hanging out with his friends, and writing sermons for his blog

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Not Giving Up

Rebekah L’s post on temporary assignments resonated with me. I have several close friends who are atheist/agnostic, and sometimes I feel called to witness to them. Other times I feel like I need to let it go, at least for now – a sort of “don’t cast your pearls before swine” (Matthew 7:6) thing. If I was taking one step forward and two steps back every time I tried to talk about God, I was helping nobody and doing more harm than good. Time to give it up.

I was at this point with my friend Chris. Chris has a lot of anger and hate and resentment in him from his life, and he surrounds himself with heavy metal music that is all about darkness and death. When I am with him, the darkness around him is so deep it’s almost tangible. It is heartbreaking to me. He hates Christians and Christianity – he’s ignorant about it though. He calls all Christians “Catholics”. But it’s not ignorance due to pure ignorance. Once it was. Now he knows better but holds onto the ignorant things because he thinks it’s more insulting that way. He is so clearly surrounded by demonic presence; I don’t always have great discernment on such things but even I can tell this much. And yet his soul has so much pain in it, there’s a huge void in his heart that’s just crying out to be filled. And I know what can fill it. So I’ve witnessed to him. I’ve prayed for him. I’ve interceded for him. Once I even made a chip in that wall of his. But by the next day, the chip had been repaired with a dark wall twice as thick.  Yet in spite of all this, he is a nice person, and a good person. Just stubborn when it comes to spirituality.

After several years of banging my head against the proverbial wall on his behalf, and finding him more and more closed off every time, I stopped. I wrote him off. I figured this was just not meant to happen and I couldn’t save everyone. I wanted to. So badly. But I couldn’t. So I stopped trying. And I saw Rebekah L’s post about temporary assignments and took it as confirmation that I’d done right.

Then God gave me a vision of sorts. It was a reminder of how much pain Chris is in daily – physically, emotionally and spirituallly. It’s pain I’m aware of and it breaks my heart. Then He showed me a glimpse of how much worse the pain will be, for all eternity, if Chris isn’t saved. Basically, He gave me a glimpse of hell.

For starters, there was physical pain. Maybe this is where the fire idea comes from. As far as I know the Bible only mentions fire once regarding hell. But anyway, Jesus conquered sin and the flesh. Without Jesus, sin stays rampant in us, and sin is slave to flesh. And so flesh remains. And it hurts. Desires of the flesh remain – hunger and thirst. Never satisfied or quenched. And spiritually, the soul is there. Crying out for what it wanted in life – love and peace. But it’s cut off from those things. And it’s dark. And lonely. And there’s no reprieve, not ever. And as I glimpsed it I knew I wasn’t seeing the worst of it. I was seeing the worst of what I could imagine. But the worst of what it truly is goes beyond my ability to grasp. And I was reminded that this awaits my friend, my friend, if I were knowingly to walk away now.

Don’t get me wrong. Our assignments are not permanent. Rebekah L is right. We’re assigned to jobs and tasks, not careers. But for me, God told me this particular one isn’t over yet. It’s not my time to walk away just because I’m tired and frustrated. Eternity goes beyond me.  So I won’t. I can’t. I’ll keep praying, and interceding, and fighting for him. I’ll witness to his face, and pray behind his back if I have to.

I praise Jesus for this reminder – we all need a little kick sometimes, don’t we?? And if any of you have a similar situation – someone you’re praying hard for, or anything that seems futile and frustrating and you can’t quite break through it – comment or email me at We can stand in prayer together!

In His love,

~Rebekah A

Just Show Up

“You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent. Lord my God, I will praise you forever.” ~Psalm 30:11-12


“There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.” ~ 1 John 4:18

Well, God has done it again. I’ve posted earlier this week about needing to regain my focus. And about shame – how the farther you slide, the more tempting it is to hide your face from Christ who is so perfect and righteous.

And God has been doing a work in my heart today, telling me yet again how much He just desires us. He doesn’t desire the ideal of us, the ‘us’ that we’re supposed to be – flawless and righteous all the time. He desires us as we are; no matter how tainted, soiled, dirty we are, we are beautiful in the eyes of God. He knows our hearts and our struggles and our shortcomings even better than we do; He desires us anyway.

The Bible is very clear about being called to be holy and to live a righteous life and to not sin. And those directives are not to be discounted. We are indeed given the tools to be perfect, and we’re told to be. And we try to be. And that is great. That’s how it should be, in fact.

But for those times when that’s not how it is, when we are very much less than perfect and righteous and when we have in fact sinned, do we then hide our faces, knowing that we were told to behave a certain way and failed to do so? No we don’t. Because the punishment will never outweigh the love. And I’m pretty sure that our idea of ‘punishment’ is a worldly definition anyway, not necessarily a spiritual one. God isn’t about judgement and punishment. He is about growing us, and He’s patient with us until we get there. 2 Peter 3:9 even tells us, “The Lord is not slow in keeping His promise, as some understand slowness. Instead He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish but everyone to come to repentence.”  Because when you think about it, it’s not about following the rules. It’s about desiring Him so deeply and being so attuned and led by the Holy Spirit within that our desires are the same as His. It’s about getting our hearts to the place where we love what He loves and detest what He detests and desire what He desires. Getting to the place where things we’d call ‘sin’ aren’t even appealing to us anymore. It takes a lot of growing and a lot of shedding of oneself to get there.

So my prayer partner and I today laid our fear and burdens down, and sought Him together. We knew we might be in a little bit of trouble for losing perspective, but we needed Him. Hiding isn’t particularly helpful, by the way; if we muck up enough to lose focus in the first place, and that is with God’s guidance, we are most certainly going to muck up everything we try to do without Him. And so it was. And truth be told, we missed Him. So we chatted for a bit, bolstered each other, broke down a wall or two of self-denial and self-justification, and then we prayed. We sought God. We waited on Him. We worshiped Him. We loved Him, and we let Him love us again. 

And what I found was not judgement or wrath, but rather a “I’ve missed you and I’ve had so much to tell you and I’m so glad you’re here”. As we were praying, both of us well aware of certain mistakes we’ve been making in our lives and simultaneously praying for others who we think needed it, something cool happened. I was praying over one of her friends, and instead of hearing her own friend’s name, she heard my friend Scott’s name. Scott has Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy and recently came home after a scary period of time in the hospital.  Anyway, she corrected me. And I said, “what? I didn’t say Scott.” “You definitely did because I definitely heard his name.” “Nope definitely not, Scott’s doing fine and I haven’t really been thinking of him during this prayer time.” SO, rather than figure out whether I misspoke or she misheard, we decided that Scott had been thoroughly inserted into our conversation and so it was best to pray for him too. So we did. And it got a little bit intercessory. It was a little odd, but this certainly isn’t the first time this has happened to us, so we went with it and prayed for Scott. Hard. Then, about an hour later, my roommate (Scott’s best friend of 30 years) came home from work and said, “I have an update on Scott. He’s not doing well.”

So, we were called to pray without even knowing why. And this, my friends, is the God we serve. Not a God who seeks to punish for punishment’s sake, but a God who seeks to spiritually grow us. Sometimes that involves consequences; sometimes it involves mercy. Either way, we are never tarnished enough to dull His desire for us. His love is pure and His plan perfect. This time around, God sent us a very clear message: We don’t always have to be cleansed to come before Him; we don’t have to be perfect vessels to show up in His presence and be used. We just have to show up.

God bless!

~Rebekah A

Song of the Day: You’re Not Alone by Meredith Andrews

I have a confession that I’ve hinted at before: I’m sort of seeing this guy who’s not in church. He’s fun, sweet, and is the exact mixture of my Exes that I had said I wished existed in one person- Ex #1’s amount of time he put into me and Ex #2’s sense of adventure and being outdoors and non-demanding-ness.  This guy literally pays as much attention to me as Ex #1 did… texting me all day long (with breaks for things like… work LOL!)… but also enjoys being outdoors.  Our two hangouts included going on hikes where he made sure that there was a waterfall we could sit by and just sit and talk.  He’s thoughtful and sweet and even cleaned off the snow from my car.

However… how does that work with me loving God so much? I can’t help but see that we could have a comfortable life together.  We’d have moments of laughter- cooking together, dancing in the kitchen to cute old school music, tickle fights- yeah, he’s that kind of guy. But then we’d have a spiritual discord that I cannot overlook.  It makes me continually feel like I’m sowing into the wrong things.

However, he is a soul.  He is someone who needs to know God. His boss is a Christian, one of his good friends is a pastor’s son.  I truly feel like God wants to reach out to him but am I supposed to be part of the equation or is he just a test for me? Will I hold out for Isaac or go after Ishmael?

At church tonight the preacher asked “are you truly committed to God? because if you are only half committed you will not receive the full blessing from God.” As the sermon progressed, I felt God sing this song to me. Tell me that He’s loved me all of my life and that He was with me. At alter call I told God I was 100% His, making sure that I told God I was laying this guy on His alter in my heart, and the moment I fully meant it, my pastor came along and asked me if I knew how to speak mandarin because they had a new couple there that couldn’t speak English very well and were from China.  I had seen them walk in late in service. She told me that they had been passing by and felt God so they came in. She had been searching for God.  In China the church she tried to go to once, they said that sickness was because of not believing in God.  It was punishment for unbelief.  She could not believe that but she wanted to know God and felt Him as she was passing by so she came in… and the moment I gave my heart to God, He used me to help reach her.  In my broken Mandarin skills (I’m Chinese, born in America), I told her over and over that Jesus loved her, died for her, wants to live in her heart, it wasn’t an accident that she was there. With tears in her eyes we prayed together- she even told Jesus she loved Him!!! WOW!!!!

Dear readers- this is the amazing grace of our Jesus.  I’m messing up- literally potentially flirting with disaster and yet the moment I lay my heart out to Him, He uses me to help minister to a someone who it was clear- I met my appointment with God today.  Wow! Wow!!!!! WOW! I feel like dirt, trash and yet He would still use this broken, dirty vessel. Wow! Who am I to be used by the Almighty to reach others? Who am I to be able to say He is good? It has NOTHING to do with my worth and EVERYTHING to do with Him. He has loved you all of your life.  You are NOT alone.  He is here! He wants to use you to spread the news that He is with each of us every day.  Help Him by meeting His appointments.  Minister to Him by ministering to others.  He has seen you through your darkest night, He is faithful and true.  His love will carry us through this broken, lonely, ugly, messy world.  

Jesus- I love You so much. 

Rebekah M. 


He Qualifies the Called

“For the spirit of God does not make us timid, but gives us power, love, and self-discipline.” ~ 2 Timothy 1:7

“But He said to me, ‘my grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness’. Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.” ~ 2 Corinthians 12:9


I have been feeling a sense of urgency lately to move for God, and to step into the purpose He has for me. I don’t have a super clear picture of what that purpose is, but I know I’m supposed to move towards it. The more I talk to people, the more I see that this sense of urgency is prevalent across the board. We’re in a time to solidify our steps, and match our walk a little closer with our Father’s.

Equally prevalent, though, is an accompanying sense of fear to go along with the push to move. We feel the urge to step out; then just as quickly, we talk ourselves out of it. We convince ourselves that we aren’t ready, that we don’t have the right skills for this, that we haven’t done all the prerequisites. So we wait to move, ‘until the time is right’ or ‘until we’re ready’.

I can’t and won’t presume to know when the time is right for anything. That’s in God’s hands. But I know what happened when Moses didn’t feel that he was capable of leading the people of Israel out of Egypt, and what happened was that God made him capable. Moses wasn’t a great speaker, but was called to speak. Because God called him to speak, God gave him the words to say and God gave him the fluency to deliver his speeches without a single stutter. God qualified him to meet his calling.

God qualifies all of us. Our own limitations don’t matter, because we don’t act on our own merit. It’s not by our skills, our talents, our achievements, and our strengths that we make things happen. It’s by God’s grace. And it’s in our weakness that we learn to be fully dependent on that grace and to accept it. So embrace your weakness, and step out anyway – God will provide everything you need. God qualifies us sufficiently to do the task He calls us to do. That sense of fear is merely a trick of the enemy, trying to thwart God’s plan. And we mustn’t give in to it. Because when it comes down to it, really all we have to do is show up. Go where God says to. Follow the path, and let God take care of what happens. It’s His calling for us, so it’s on Him to equip us. And He will. All we have to do is show up to let Him.

If any of you are struggling with stepping out in faith or in walking the next steps of your path, let me know at and I will pray for you.

God bless!

~Rebekah A

Prayer Monday: His Will Above My Will/ Song of the Day: Potter’s Hands

I keep praying over and over again- Nevertheless Lord, let Thy Will and not my will be done…

I so desperately want Him to say “Yes my child, Yes, this is for you…” but I know that it needs to be what He wants for me, and not just what >>I want

Sometimes… the hardest part is the waiting.  

This was a facebook post of mine a year ago.  It was used against me at the time and yet God allowed it to be used against me for my own good. So I say this prayer yet once again this year with more conviction.  Not my will Lord, but Thy Will!!!! Call me, guide me, lead me, walk beside me Lord!!! have found that people will use what they want to destroy others but IF they succeed in any capacity, it is because YOU want to create a mosaic from the remnant pieces. You know that the pieces left will be so much more beautiful AFTER it is broken.  The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, you will not despise (Psalm 51:17).  I know You have molded me to be more of who You want me to be through this past year and I know You will continue to do so. You mended the broken pieces of my life together with Your love to the point that people don’t see the broken pieces but Your work. So  whatever You want to do with it Lord- I trust my life in Your hands.

I love You Jesus, 

Rebekah M. 

“…just a stranger on the bus…”

So, the other night my roommate and I went to visit his mother at the nursing home where she lives, like we do every Tuesday. We take Access-a-Ride, the city’s wheelchair-accessible transportation (busses are tricky to maneuver, and only certain subway stations have elevators).  Often, the ride to the nursing home is uneventful and usually quick, only about 45 minutes or so. The ride home, however, is a toss-up. Our pickup home occurs doing rush hour, and we usually have other pickups. However, when we pray for a quick ride home, we usually get it.

This time around, we were both feeling sick and stressed. And so, we prayed – fervently – for a quick trip home. It was not to be. It took us over 2 hours to get home. At first I was frustrated – I should have known Jesus does everything for a reason!

During the ride, the driver was playing really aggressive rap music, which alternated between being incredibly violent or incredibly sexual. On a whim, and since I was clearly going nowhere fast, during a violent song I prayed (silently) against the spirit of anger in the van. I was staring right at the radio when I prayed, so if the driver had touched it I would’ve seen. He didn’t, but sure enough the volume on the radio cut out and the song was (temporarily) muted. And no, we weren’t going through a tunnel or under a bridge either. Encouraged by that, I kept praying against anger and praying for peace over everyone who would either drive or ride in that vehicle. I felt God in it and even the carsickness which I’d felt beginning seemed to subside while I prayed.

Then the song switched to a sexual one. Again, following a whim, and since I had about finished praying for peace, I prayed against the spirit of lust. Again, the driver did not touch the radio, nor were we driving near anything that would mess up the signal. Yet again, the volume cut out.

I thought that was pretty cool, but God wasn’t quite done yet. We picked up several more people on the way home, and at one point we picked up a girl who was in her late 20’s. She looked pretty innocuous and I didn’t pay her much attention. Still, the ride dragged on, and my carsickness was starting to kick in, so I figured I’d pass the time with some worship (very quiet worship). So I’m sitting behind this girl, singing worship songs, and worship turns to prayer. For her. And I wasn’t sure why, but God usually knows these things, so I went with it. I pray for her, starting with generic stuff – peace and love and blessings, and suddenly it started to turn intercessory. I kept hearing God tell me that this girl was walking in darkness and she needed prayer. It was actually a bit annoying, because as soon as I started praying for her, I suddenly got so sick and nauseous that I had tears in my eyes. All I wanted to do was get home, and I even told Jesus, but He reminded me I had a job to do. So I kept praying for her, but I was also laughing at myself because this girl would probably turn out to be perfectly lovely and here I am combating darkness on her behalf. Then she spoke. And she wasn’t rude or insulting; she was dead. Her voice and tone and body language was completely lifeless. She spoke as if the rest of us passengers didn’t exist. She spoke like a person who was walking in darkness. And here I was behind her, praying for her the whole time.

My prayers were all essentially silent, and nothing profound happened. It was just humbling to be used that way. And it was so cool to see how something completely random in the natural world – a driver making his pickups, my bus being the same bus that picks up this girl – could be so ordained and connected in the spiritual realm. I mean, how cool is that? God moves in the most amazing ways. I’m so happy to serve such a mighty, powerful, and attentive God!!!!

Now, I want to hear how God is moving in your life! And I want to pray for you. Yup, that’s right – you! So write to me at God bless!

~Rebekah A

Tuning In

Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints; ~ Ephesians 6:18

While I was listening to my favorite sermon series on Esther, I felt God suddenly urge me that I had to pray for someone. I got the sense that it was a pastor’s wife and so I texted one that I had felt God had called me to be her armor bearer a few months ago and after I texted her I felt an urge to also text another pastor’s wife that I had been thinking about randomly for the last few days before that. For both, I asked if they needed prayer since I felt God ask me to pray for someone. Shortly thereafter the second pastor’s wife responded with the fact that she did in fact need prayer. I started praying for her right then and there. As my prayer drew to a close, I asked God if the other one was a fluke but then said “I wouldn’t put it above You Lord to have called me to pray for both.” Lo and behold, later that night the other pastor’s wife responded saying that she too needed prayer.

The next day, my prayer partner and I went to battle for them both. It was amazing and insane. It felt like when God called me to randomly intercede for Ex #1 during our “break”, not knowing why, and later finding out it was exactly at that time that he was having the first conversation with his father in over a year.  We both felt confirmation over things as we prayed and I cannot thank God enough for my prayer partner.  She is so spiritually sensitive even if she doesn’t always realize it.  I know we did battle and I know things were broken. It has been SO long since I felt such a connection with what GOD wanted prayed about vs. what I wanted to pray over.



Thank You for giving me the privilege to minister to the ministers.  Thank You for allowing me to be a vessel used by You to encourage those who need it.  Thank You for using me (and my prayer partner) to help these beloved pastor’s wives of Yours.  You love them so much that You would randomly call me to pray for them- wow! What a mighty God You are!!! I know that means that I may never know all the people called to pray for me. Even the readers, they may never know the prayers said on their behalf. Thank You Jesus for Your wonderful, marvelous ways. I love You Jesus with all my heart. 

Rebekah M. 

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Fighting Children

The LORD shall fight for you, and ye shall hold your peace. ~Exodus 14:14

Tonight I watched kids at a home church.  It was quite the experience.  Towards the end, one of the children (who I will now refer to as “Bobby”) threw a ball very hard at another child (“Joey”), so much so the second child started crying.  I told Bobby to apologize but he refused, saying he was not sorry. Joey became VERY angry and walked right up to him… I quickly made him back away and told him not to fight him- that God told us to turn the other cheek and to let Him fight our battles.  I then put Bobby in the corner but he refused to stay there.  I then had to hold him there as gently as I could while still keeping control on him staying in the corner despite him punching, pinching, and kicking the whole time. In the end, Bobby did eventually apologize to Joey after being in the corner for over five minutes.

For me, this four year old child was not too much of a challenge- just picking him up under his arms was enough to set him back in the corner and when he’d kick the walls to push me, I could easily lean my body back and keep him in the corner.  I was very much in control of how much he was able to do and yet did not hurt him one bit.  If these two children had duked it out like Joey had wanted, Joey might have gotten hurt even though he was not the one at fault.  As I described this event to my parents on the way home tonight, it struck me just how much it could be applied to our lives as adults!

God’s Word says to let the Lord fight our battles- we just need to hold our peace! Just imagine, our enemies are to Him like that little four year old was to me- easy to deal with despite the kicking and large amounts of protesting from him.  When we try to fight our enemies ourselves, we have so much potential for getting hurt when it is just child’s play for God!  So dear readers, sit back and let God fight your battles for you  and know that not only is He doing it all, He’s keeping you safe by asking you not to involve yourself in retribution for what has been done to you!!!!


Thank You for protecting me as You fight my battles! Thank You for being such a wonderful, loving Father.  I love You Jesus with all my heart 🙂 

Rebekah M.