If I am dysfunctional with Him.....

Then I would be unbearable with out Him.
It's funny how life is sometimes. We struggle not against flesh and blood but boxing blind is difficult at times. And yet we know what will be a punch in our adversary's supposed jaw. He may not ne seen but he is predictable. My best friend and I did a three day fast because she wants a new job and I, a car... The first night we were praying together and holding hands when her fingers tightened and started tingling. I don't know what you think about demonic activity but I think and know that it is very real... Anyway, at first we were laughing because her thumb was stuck in one position and it looked semi-comical. But then I got serious and started praying over it and making it move. Immediately the tingling stopped and her fingers were loose. We praised God and went to sleep. The next morning I woke up with very poor lung capacity and what felt like an asthma attack. Melissa felt like puking. Keep in mind that this was the second day of the fast... We went outside because the cold air helped and we started praying and singing praise songs as well as giving clap offerings. I don't know what the neighbors thought but we and God were happy. We fought back and the devil just wasn't taking , " go away" as an answer. So we were street musicians for a day downtown. I played guitar and we sang worship songs and some songs we made up as well as Beautiful Things by Gungor.
The devil left us alOne after that. Not that he hasn't tried to bring us down since but we keep fighting back and getting the victory. Although, it's easy to get a high off of that and forget to look at things that still need to be worked on in myself. Learning to have grace on the people that know no better. The people who haves lived in one town their entire lives and stay closed minded to the world. My mother is such a wonderful discerned of truth, because she tells me to keep my mouth shut and my heart open. Not in so many words but in tone. The ministries here are just as important as the missions out there. God is faithful to teach, reach, and convict my silly heart to love everyone; even those girls I am so intimidated by or the women who need so much hope, when all they get from me is coffee. I pray that my words become Christ's or Christ's become mine and pierce the edges of their consciences. I seek the ways of pleasantness and the paths of peace(proverbs 3:17)and am eager to remember the poor(galations 2:10). And may God have mercy on me to keep me humble and gracious, loving and a servant.