The story of the light that went out…
Everything was great, it all felt like a dream
Times suddenly felt rough and everything around her became overwhelming
One day she steps out of her apartment and the light right above her door is out
It all felt eerie and a bit dampening
Day after day, she leaves to work and returns and this light is still out
Emotions become more overwhelming and her mental feels like it’s depleting
The battle with her thoughts gets harder by the day
Every day she questions how she can be in a season of fulfilled promises yet her joy feels like it’s being stripped away one layer at a time
One day she thought — “this light is a picture of your life, it’s gone out”
Every day this thought would come and so would fear and anxiety
Thankfully she had a voice of reason in her corner — her covering and confidant
He would encourage and uplift her but ultimately she had to choose to get up and fight
She recognized this was a lie from the devil but she struggled to find her voice
Until she finally decided she had enough of the noise and lies
She had to make a choice — silently partner with lies or speak up with authority
She began to speak the promises of God over herself and command that voice in her head to shut up and get out
She began to command her soul according to that which God had already declared over her life
“I am blessed” “The joy of the Lord is my strength” “God has given me peace” “Bless the Lord oh my soul and all that is within me bless his holy name”
The voices faded out, and the noise was replaced with a stillness of peace
She realized that she had authority over the depression that swept in
It wasn’t random that this would happen at the peak of her experiencing divine favor
In those moments she felt weak but she only needed to remember that in her weakness the power of God is made perfect
That when the spirit of oppression sweeps in she has the authority to command it to return to the pit of hell it came from
2 Corinthians 8-9 “We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.”
Today, I urge you to choose to fight whatever may have you feeling like the light over your life is out. God is just getting started. Simply take a look in the mirror and say “no more who I’ve thought I was, but may I begin to see myself as you see me”
I promise you’ll see why the fight matters.
