The enemy is throwing out a massive mindfuckery storm. He is attacking character. He is bringing up the past. He is whispering any and everything in your ear to make you buckle at the knees. (YOU) ARE the threat, and at some point that registered deep down in your soul. You tried to dismiss it. You’ve tried to run from it, because, “Why the hell would God use someone like me?” That is the exact reason he is using (YOU). You’ve seen yourself, you’ve seen your faults, your flaws, your weaknesses. You’ve seen the ugly that has stared back at you in the mirror. You are completely unqualified for a righteous war, which is why you are qualified. It IS you. It is time to accept that you were born for this. There are many dark principalities and powers, but there are also other principalies and powers. They are with you. They are courage when you have none. They are the compass when you can’t find direction. They are the resolve that stands you up, when you want to collapse, and the wisdom that stills you when neede.

You are part of the final song of the dark ages of the world. You are your instrument. You were born for this. You will not fuck this up. All creatures of the heavens and earth are watching this moment in time. They are cheering you on. We are cheering you on. Victory will pierce, and then shatter the darkness. Buckle up you badasses.