Birth of A Warrior

The Birth of a Warrior

One thing I have and I am forever learning it never stops is the understanding and revelation of real Holy Spirit strength, supernatural strength. The kind that defies the laws of the universe the kind that puts our minimal carnal understanding to shame like clay. Our flesh just smiles like a donut at the works and ways of Jesus.

What it really means to be blessed with strength and good courage. It all sounds heroic in theory it rolls off the tongue nicely. The most epic strength and courage is that of Jesus Christ and in that the only true and living God, came to this earth as a servant and was obedient unto death for sinners like you and I. To later test the faith of His most beloved and to rise again in all power and dominion, later to pour out His Holy Spirit into each of us who believe in His name.

What strength lived and walked out in so many different layers. So many truths of strength that are hidden in all His creation. Obedience, sacrifice, Kingdom minded love, power, dominion, humility, focus, compassion. I could go on forever.

To most of us when told of our own strength (if that is one of your God-given treasures) it always cause me to lift my brow. I know from my own personal experiences we do not always feel strength within ourselves. As with most gifts we possess we tend to be the last ones aware of them. Others, however, can spot them more easily since they may be foreign to them and our ways seem normal to us. Fresh eyes will reveal much of what we take for granted.

It is so easy to become blinded and immune to the things of God within us, the Kingdom of Heaven. The Kingdom of Heaven is truly in us working every moment. Perhaps it is because our strengths come so naturally to us we do not see or hear ourselves truthfully either. Are perceptions are warped. It is easily summed up to simple things trivial.

True strength never "feels" like a blessing to the one who is strong. I have come to believe it is a gift that is more for others than ourselves. It feels more like pain, and tears. The feeling of being broken further in any sort of performance of our mortal bodies, like sports. To be honest it sometimes feels like a curse.

Strength and courage is used for BIG things and does wonders, miraculous things. Holy Spirit power manifesting through our flesh. At times it is a lonely sigh of enduring and perseverance it can get tough sometimes.

The great wise say, with great responsibility, comes great sacrifice, and great suffering. The balance of strength and courage is to some pain and suffering. Maybe it is because Jesus truly knows man's hearts and what is them. What makes hero's amazing? It is their suffering In the midst of it all comes this beautiful perseverance, with perseverance comes great faith, and great Holy Spirit power and even things out the pain.

Pain reminds us we' re yet still nothing but mere sacks of flesh, clay, breath out of the nostrils of our Heavenly Father, but yet His precious apples. The ways of God who can truly understand? Holy Spirit we need you.

No one ever tells us in the footnote of legendary stories that strength is procured of a life on earth being exposed to often ridiculous suffering and painful experiences.

The battle scars, wounds, hurt, burns sure they all heal. The reality is knowing that doesn't stop the pain. The challenge is in knowing I was made and built to survive, to conquer. I was made for these moments of suffering. We all are lost in vain and nothing without the Holy Spirit teaching us.

What is to be said of our lives and our accomplishments if they do not further the Kingdom of Heaven? What can any of us truly boast about other than the unmatchable, unshakeable power of the blood of Jesus Christ? Our boasts can only be in the LORD and anything else is an insult to our Heavenly Father.

LORD teach us to keep your commands and love your statues.

We cannot escape the truth once we know it. The truth is hard it can be painful. The truth is we naturally like the comfort of lies than the grand slam of truth. We must lean on it, and become lovers of it.

That extra bit of grace and mercy Jesus Christ gave me to overcome. That dirty, muddy, murky pushing that is only birthed by God himself. Through a lifetime of things hurting and not making sense, until of course, they do (because of the Holy Spirit) I realize I was in the most intense training of my entire life!!! Nothing in our lives is wasted there is value in the darkness and coming into His glorious light. There is much glory to GOD of our transformations and death to life. In all this to be able to release some power. Glory be to God. I can take no credit for anything in this life including my own growth.

In theory, strength sounds great and lavish, we admire it. What we don't see however is the situations and the Gilead's we may be appointed to overcome. The intense terrains.

All warriors know the hardest obstacles of overcoming comes from the person in the mirror.

When we know Jesus Christ truly as Lord and Savior we are gifted Life and real life is eternal and we are inherited to get back up. We cannot even pretend to not be victorious we would be making God a liar. The only thing is understanding God measures things entirely differently than us, and rightfully so He is God. We are created in His Image, He is the creator of everything the Alpha and Omega. Everything begins and ends with Him.

Deep down I think we all truly know this, but after being infected with culture and the principles of this fallen world we chase things instead of the truth about ourselves through the lenses of an almighty God.

After every battle as we dust off the mud and blood, I do know I can and will survive in this life or the next there is no defeating me. I truly do not mean that in a proud carnal way. I mean that because it is true. If God is for me who can be against me? That is not a bumper sticker it is the word of God. If heaven is backing me than what? We have all the dominion. Death has lost its sting nothing has dominion over me but God, not even death. That is the story that is written for each of us in Jesus Christ. It is He the Holy Spirit.

Faith is a fight every day it opposes this natural realm, and each fight becoming bigger until we reach our expected ends.

We are sons of Adam and we have been redeemed by Christ Jesus to be just like Him. Mighty men and woman of valor. I am like my Father.

Strength is always read aloud by cowards usually almost poetically and radiant, as if to boast. That is my experience. The strong become epic tales of those who admire to be like them to have the world, but no heart to really change it. How dare us! When is the last time we gave respect where it was due! I included.

I never used to pause and ponder these people and their stories. I never dug deep into the hidden treasure in their stories, the grease under it all. The real life of the blood, trauma, and sacrifices of some of these great people who have made and blazed a trail. Why do these stories have the power the movement to bring me to tears? Tales of triumph redemption, true strength they inspire me because of the suffering the person endured. Although I may not be aware of it as I listen.

The ruin and transformation which is totally only possible through Christ Jesus.

It is easy to admire glory, a person on their mountain top. We all do it and to God as well. We admire His glory and splendor and we rightfully should. Do we ever stop to think of His heart? That He had to watch His only begotten Son be murdered by a bunch of evil religious people? What that must of been like? Can you imagine? I cannot?

Glory never comes before some sort of tragedy, personal tragedy, radical cosmic accident some life-altering blow. Our salvation came at the most costly of price. Why is the most breathtaking beauty found in tragedy? in the midst of explosive ruin? If I look around it is evident in everything, even nature creation. It is impossible to taste true joy without tasting true sorrow.

Our God is not partial in anything including this. He is justice and love. We appreciate beauty because we subconsciously understand destruction. It is the character of God, we are taught now that God is a God of "greasy grace". No, our God has laws, precepts, statutes, principles. None is exempt from this. We appreciate the warmth of summer because we felt the bitter cold of January. The birds sing in the spring as life buds again.

Even the earth understands the ways of God better than human beings. That is why we defile the earth He gave us and steward ignorantly.

Everything is vanity a grasping for the wind King Solomon said a "time" for everything. Creation is profoundly beautiful yet all in the same day can be horrendously disastrous. Creation brings nourishment, beauty, and mutually brings disaster and death. Everything in life is this way.

Including us human beings, we have a boundary an expected time that we cease to exist here any longer. Death is coming for us all.

Look at Jesus, look at his death and resurrection. Great love yet brutally tragic all at the same time.

What is the truth about strength and its ways the laws of life? It stirs me deep in my spirit and heart. It speaks very real to me like a heavy stone on me. We are yet strong but equally weak.

When we are children the idea of strength is so thrilling and exciting. We all wanted to be heroes like the ninja turtles or something like that, firemen, vigilante heroes like Batman. We looked up to those who were strong, pure and innocent.

I thank Jesus Christ he is the restorer of all things lost. Before the world messed us all up. He is the only one who can take brokenness and make it beautiful. He restores our time.

Inside myself I never really feel strong, it is the Holy Spirit in whom all good in me is found. This surge of power comes from only heaven above. God surely has a sense of humor as he has placed such fierce strength in such a little maidservant, and in that made my heart so tender too.

I feel so profoundly and deeply in my heart. I believe I feel the heart of God, and I know God made me this way all for His good pleasure. I think He likes and laughs when I suit up for war or when we are dancing and sees me with graceful humor. Sometimes I think He likes to joyful play with me lets me suit up and draw sword just to show me, not today my little one I am going ahead of you. Got to put that sword away some days.

All great warriors are formed from big hearts. I cannot help but want to be just like my Father in heaven. I can completely relate to Peter cutting that guards ear off when they snatched Jesus. Yes carnal reaction, but Jesus was His friend and LORD.

The best times are when I see myself as a little girl in my blue dress walking in the shadow of the Lion of Judah singing as we glean. I put flowers in His mane and we do life together.

My life from my own lenses at times if I were, to be honest, seems overwhelming and tragic. The lows have been really low, I wish my pains on no one. I know I am not the only one. Blessing to you all who suffer.

Strength doesn’t feel glorious when we hold it. Growing in it fighting with it. It rips out and tests every part of us.

The path is very very narrow. We like to ignore the suffering and move quickly to the envy and lust of the finished product. We lust the glory wanting it for ourselves. We must be careful what we ask for, you never know what any of our brothers and sisters have endured getting to arrival. It is our flesh nature of Cain that allows to lust after things we do not understand foolishly. I am guilty of it. When is the last time I complimented someone on their tenacity?

The fact is the Lord will do whatever He wants how He wants and is not accountable or restrained to our traditions, understandings, and approval. We often think the LORD is subject to our ideologies and ways. He is not and He shows us that over and over again. Everything belongs to God even the very breath you and I are taking right now.

The Lord has no principles and law that states He is going to work things out in my life or anybody's the way He did another. That is usually where we all get twisted. Every single one of us has a different unique story and path, and that is not to be compared to anything or anyone else. It does not mean any is less or more important than the other.

Strength is born in a big heart of Love. God-given love, a love for God and the capacity to love deep makes strength even more painful. We will not find many breaks as we go forth battles waging on, we will lose warriors, people will betray us, we will get hit. Our enemy will never stop until the Word of God comes to completion.

Strength will bring us all to our knees, where all battles should be fought. I have wanted to be called HOME to my King Jesus. I must drink my cup and you must drink yours.

The same love and strength that compelled Jesus Christ to suffer the cross to continue for us! Dangerous audacious love.

I wish my brethren we would truly gravitate toward loving each other, that fighting may not be so toilsome. I am afraid that is a dream, I know it is not possible. It is a harsh truth of war. Some of our brethren will fall, and some never were even true brethren to our surprise. This is a war we are in.

Fighting gets tiresome for a solider. We want the world to be at peace and never find it. Love gets tiresome too. But God. The world breaks my heart. I break my heart.

True strength is born in gritty ugly pain no one really likes to talk about. We just clap when it's all over, and on to the next thing.

I have struggled in understanding it all, maybe I never will. At some point, I have given up my need to I just want to lean and trust God.

The real truth must be a never-ending war of confronting my own nature in my flesh which speaks, my body of death give me rest. All the lies and whispers of fears it tries to render me to, declaring truth over this disobedient flesh declaring Gods truth. This war never ends. I thought maybe we would get off days, but I don't. I have to take a lot of good punches. Cheap shots.

In the end, it is worth it Jesus has given me so much. I owe him my whole life. So I fight the fear and what seems impossible. Today might not be a great day or the mountain top, but my God is faithful. I wait for Him in my gown and hold my lantern and burn that midnight oil. No matter how rough it is I will never quit.

I will continue even if I have to say to myself a million times a day, I will trust in you, Lord Jesus. Moment to moment LORD you are here with me, always and never will you leave me nor forsake me.

When the enemies of my soul come when I am torn up and the lion comes to devour me. When I can barely stand, if I get punched out 11 rounds, I will find the strength and gumption to knock him out or choke him out in the 12th round. I will stand on the solid rock of Jesus Christ, my cornerstone. Only you Jesus will give me the reason to get up and move forward.

I will push on upwards towards the goal to win the prize. When the lion says remember me when..... I will say do you remember when and Isaiah 14: 12-21 comes to mind. Broken, tired, exhausted, beat up, I fix my gaze on Jesus Christ. There is nothing else for me but Him. I may have a black eye, limp but falling backward is not even an option, you know why because I am so in love with you LORD Jesus! You have taken my heart and I will never be the same.

I am so blessed to have a God who cultivated this beautiful relationship with me and who has truly taught me everything I know by the Holy Spirit. What mercy.

Without you Abba, Jesus, Holy Spirit everything is pale, nothing is alive. You're my breath. You are my reason to live and die.

Only your love makes me able to carry on and face the war inside and the outside, to scale the walls like King David. You really do go before me and this war is already won. I feel I am fighting blind at times, but I will trust in you my God the only true and living God. The Lord God of Israel.

I have seen your strength throughout my life Lord, and it just blows my mind. Greater is he who is in me than he who is in the world. This pure raw strength, given from the Lord Jesus. It doesn't look like muscles, it looks totally different than the world perceives, and I can smell it on others and my heart smiles. Warriors know other warriors we can detect each other and separate the fakes from the real deal.

The only power the enemy has in my life is the power I allow him to have over me. The only power my flesh has is the power I permit.

Faith is not made for Jello jigs. It is hard. Saying no to ever natural disposition and instinct, of course, is not easy. They don't tell you the truth anymore it is a life of repentance and sole dependency on Jesus. To following and believe the unseen in the midst of it all is not easy.

Strength is expressed in many colors, and I truly enjoy seeing all the shades on my brothers and sisters in Christ. It can simply be a commitment to truth and principles. It can be deciding to not stop praying for people who get on your nerves. It can be that heart of true worship, a pure heart of obedience. The fervent peacekeeper, the anguish of burning love for souls, the governors, and lovers of the law. Having eyes like Jesus and realizing we all are sons and daughters. I have decided to not give any souls hostage to Satan on my watch. To rise up and above ALL things as I am like my Father.

Let the love of Jesus keep us and anyone who reads this who is fighting the good fight. We can raise the banner of victory over Satan and the kingdom of darkness, and no you cannot have any souls without them hearing the truth.

What and why are we willing to give up? When I know the answer, I will be sure to let you know.

Heavenly Father in the name of Jesus,

Thank you for the blessing of being called yours. Thank you for life and all its curves and that we're never alone. We rise up again and let the world think we are crazy to FIGHT the good fight of faith. I pray none to succumb to the vices of our enemy and his deceptions. I bless you for loving every one of us and that you see us. Thank you that you deem us fit to carry your heart and to do your will Father. Lord, I weep with you for the lost ones who we have lost to battles of depression and suicide. The ones we missed, the ones no one cared about, the ones no one reached. Forgive us for where we fall short and help us to love as you do. I pray for Father that you will enable us in the high tide to fight! I pray we fight for those who cannot fight, for those who need to be reminded how to pick up our swords and shields. Help us to train ourselves and each other to follow you. We need you and we want you, Jesus. Holy Spirit straightens our spines in this hour. I pray that each brother and sister that is injured and cannot lift up their sword, that the one beside them will lift it up for them. I pray for the loyalty and love to return into your army, inside the heart of your church. I declare we are taking back what is ours. Everything that the enemy has stolen. Let us rain down the Kingdom of Heaven on hell. I release battering rams against the gates of hell. Hell shall not prevail against us. I pray that you give us the endurance to keep firing those rams until all we break through. Let us rejoice in our victory in Christ Jesus. Let us not be spiritual cowards in the hour of war Lord Jesus. I pray today we fight for the sons and daughters. Lord grant us the strength to never give up even with one eye. Not by might, not by power, but by your Spirit Lord. I speak life to every situation and take up my authority in Christ Jesus. I smash and release the marvelous light to expose you satan and your plans against my life, and those reading this prayer. I decree it I smash and expose your plans against the church of Jesus Christ. Tonight, the kingdom of darkness is not coming to me anymore, or my family I am coming to you Wanda-Ann daughter and servant of the KING OF KING and LORD of LORDS Jesus Christ. I confront you; I bind you, I smite you, you are a liar and I declare the living word of God and blood Jesus Christ over my life and my brothers and sisters in Christ Jesus. I bring the blood of the Lord Jesus Christ against you, and you will release every child of God right now. I take back marriages, jobs, children, siblings, ministries, kingdom treasures in the name of Jesus Christ. Let the Angels of the Lord pursue you relentlessly. I speak life to every broken thing in this world this day. May the light shine so bright. Let the power of God manifest everywhere to the Glory of God the Alpha & Omega. In the name of the King Jesus Christ my LORD

AMEN & AMEN.

IT IS FINISHED!!! HALLELUJAH

On earth, as it is in heaven.

~ A Woman enlisted as an eternal maidservant warrior forever in the Army of GOD