Remember the old chant,
“Stick and stones may break my bones
But words can never hurt me?”
How I wish that were true! However, the words of others have pierced my heart and deeply wounded me. Yet the words I have spoken over myself have been even more damaging, for I have bled from these wounds and never realized that my soul was hemorrhaging from my self-inflicted hurt.
People have told me that they sense serenity, calmness, and a sense of peace when I minister. I praise God for this, for this peace is a prize given to me by a loving Father after much combat.
Those called of God must be overcomers. They must overcome the temptations of the world. They must overcome the spiritual [and sometimes physical attacks] that come from the demonic realm, but most of all they must overcome themselves.
It is so wonderful to have God speak to us. True, to stand in the presence of the Lord can be terrifying, but it is to stand in the midst of the source of all life, light, hope, an...