FULL ARMOR BATTLE

The Lord gave me a vision several years ago. In that vision I was garbed in full armor, as in days long past. I was exhausted, and had taken many bruises and wounds from the enemy. Lost people were running behind me, and trying to come across the bloody battlefield in the midst of the battle. As more came, unending, I fought with everything I had, by my arm was swinging slower, my steps less sure. I was beaten down, exhausted and near death. Still I fought on, And the sun went down. Suddenly, there was a new dawn, and I was there in full armor, shiny and brilliant in the sun. The battles of the previous day were wiped away, as I faced a new day. On the horizon I saw many people watching, looking across the open space, seeing if they could make it to safety. I didn't hesitate, I lifted the sword of God and swung it as hard as I could against the enemy. A roar went up, and the battle was engaged. And the lost ran for all they were worth to the safety of the palace behind me. I quickly glanced over my shoulder and saw the palace, white, shimmering... it was made of all the saints (believers) of God and was named "The Church of God".

The Lord spoke to me "As you battle every day, in My name, I will be with you. But know this, no weapon formed against you shall prevail. And with the setting of the sun, I give you rest and healing. You will rise up in the morning renewed, as though you had never fought before. I will give you the victory, and though others may cry in alarm at your battles, do not fear. For I am with you always. I will give you strength, I will uphold your right arm. For the battle is mine, and the victory goes to you."

Ephesians 6:13 NIV Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.

Teaching: I have learned the battle isn't about me. The end purpose is about those who haven't found their way home. It is for the lost who are waiting and watching. They do watch. They are afraid to hope. There so many "what if's" for them. Will I stand firm, or will I give in to the things of the world? I am responsible for bringing in the lost sheep. Nothing more. Will I live to fight another day? How successful will I be? Only God knows for certain. Only in the full armor of His truth am I strong. I must prepare myself, report for duty and dig in for the battle. And in the end, when I stand before the Lord, I want Him to say "Well done. You are my blessed and beloved daughter. Truly, you have done well."