Of Climbing Trees and Taking Thoughts Captive

"Can you help me climb this tree Mommy so that I can pretend to be Zacchaeus?"

 

I think that the term "walk in the park" takes on a new meaning when you are walking a four, three, two and one year old through the park. :-) We have fun. But yeah, even the fun is kind of labor intensive right now.

 

 

An internal war

A war in my mind

As temptation sways before me

To just dwell

Dwell in the memories of hurtfulness

Just try to reason through it and figure it out once again

 

Perhaps just to ensure you are not played the fool

Perhaps because doing battle in the mind takes so much energy

Energy that I do not have after long days, long nights, and small children

 

No, I am not able

But He is.

 

And there He sits beside me in the battle

Asking me to fight

And I begin to explain to Him how weak I am

And how I need Him

 

And so we fight together through the long hours that lie ahead

Satan gains no foothold

He has been held back again

 

Those things that are lovey

Those things that are worthy of praise

Those things that are honorable

We fight to dwell in that place

 

I push aside the thoughts that scream for my attention

He speaks the truth to me

The truth of His word

And then I sore over that pit

Because Yahwey lifted me in His strength

 

 

"Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new."
2 Corinthians 5:17