What is in my head that the devil doesn’t want coming out? What story does God have for me to tell the world? Or is it something I must do or say? Maybe somewhere I need to be at a specific time? Those are the questions I have been asking myself here lately. Every imaginable distraction has occurred to keep me from writing and most everything else outside of my mountain. Be it writer’s block, depression, migraines, boys training for boot camp, nail in a child’s foot, an axle breaking on my Suburban, a flat tire with no spare on the truck, a dog being hit, the points on my water pump pressure valve locking up…oh, the list is so long.
As I have mentioned before, I have a hard time focusing on more than five things out of the ordinary at a time. I am a creature of habit. Oh, I can do thirty but soon, very soon, I will start to have panic attacks and then I am no good for anyone or anything. So I must choose wisely the things I will and will not do.
For the last few months I have made goals for myself to try and keep things moving smoothly and I have failed miserably at most of them and lost heart for others. There are a few things that have been a success but I grow weary at the constant bombardment of stuff jumbling my mind and making thought of substance impossible. This, of course, brings me back to the original thought.
What is so daggum important that the evil one feels compelled to stop me from doing?
I have found that each and every time I have this sort of pressure in life it is always an attack to prevent me from doing something for God. That may or may not be a story. Only time will tell. I just pray I am heading on the right path and God gives me a few nudges in the direction He wants me to go. I know He has good plans for me. I know I have a future with Him.
What about you, dear reader? Do you feel it when you are being attacked by super natural forces? Do you know when angels are fighting for you?