Have you ever got mail that wasn't yours? How about sending something and it being sent back? Maybe you wrote the address wrong. Maybe the person you intended it for moved. Whatever the reason, the letter or package delivery was denied!
I have been preparing for a trip to Atlanta this week, in that preparation because I believe the trip is purposeful the enemy has come fairly strong. Nothing new of course, but nonetheless hurtful....IF I allow it. You see in order for us to be tripped up, caught up, torn up...in order for him to gain ground over us a few things must take place. First off, we have to deny truth. When we get down, depressed, sad, let our circumstances be all we see, etc we must believe whatever the enemy is suggesting. We believe whatever is being said, done, etc is our end product. In order to do that we have to deny truth. We have to deny what God says, has said, etc. Second, when we choose the lies over God that is like saying "this is just too big for Him." In saying that, you are taking away from who He is.
So, back to me and my preparation. LOL! For the past few weeks I have had so many....um, tests if you will. This week, I had to make the decision to either entertain foolishness or stand firm in what I know to be true which is God is my protector. I had a certain person repeatedly tell me that I would be rapped or kidnapped in ATL. Or you know, planes crash all the time, you shouldn't go. Well, guess what? As I type this blog ON THE PLANE, I'm going. However, it was on me and me alone to choose what I will believe.
Now, those of you that don't know my story are probably wondering why such foolish talk was a test for me. But when I was 10 years old my brother started molesting me. And while living in Alabama in 2010 I was almost rapped. So, for a person to joke about that was a touchy place. However, like I said it was on me which "truth" I would believe. I could travel or worst live in fear or I could stamp those lies "return to sender". As a result, choosing to live from my free place. The place where I know whose I am. The place where I know I am protected. This week, I choose my free place. I choose God's truth over the lies of the enemy. Some of you reading this need to tell that thought, idea, rehearsed experience, etc "return to sender"! And never return to those places that previously tripped you up.
Until next time,
Kaitlyn Marie