Pray, Fight, Win...

It is sometimes in our darkest hour that God's love will shine through to guide us.  I have been in many dark places within myself.  Places where my brain sees no hope... no chance... no light.  However... it is in those places of darkness... where God finds me.

I have many times... tried so hard to figure things out on my own... tried to make things work out the way "I" thought they should be.  The one thing that is a constant in all of these instances is this...

I am always stressing out over something that I need to put into God's hands... because He can see the whole picture and the outcome... and I am stuck at the bottom trying to fight my own way out.

I do believe that we have to fight for what is right... for what is good.  I believe that honesty will get you alot farther in the fight than a lie will take you.  I believe that a true word firmly spoken will travel alot farther than a loud swear word cursed in anger.

I had to write an 8 page letter to our congressman way back when my husband was denied social security for the first time... I presented medical proof with that letter... was completely open and honest... yet firm.  Not even a week later... we received a letter on our answering machine from our congressman saying that there was a congressional interest in our case and they were reviewing the facts.  A couple days or so after that... Social Security left a message on our answering machine saying that my husband would be receiving his first check on such and such a date and if we had any questions to give them a call.

I had to fight.

I felt like when my Mama was diagnosed with cancer... I had to fight for her to live... because when the doctor told her that day that she actually had cancer.... all of her own fight left her soul.  She fought so hard all her life for so many things before the cancer... but that day  I saw it leave through her eyes.  Her face said it.  I fought in my heart for her life until her very last breath was taken... then... it felt like I was fighting my mother... because she wanted me to let her go to be with Jesus.  When I finally gave in... I said... in that room... "Jesus... take my Mama in your arms and take her home."

I felt her leave this earth.... but I had to fight.

Then when Rich got sick... I felt like I had to fight to help find a way to keep him alive................

God keeps people alive.  Rich got deathly ill in 1996.  God has kept him alive for 12 extra years.  Who am I to contend with that?  Who is the bigger winner?  I have nothing but faith that I fight with.   But let me tell you something...... 

FAITH IN MY GOD... AND THE TRUST THAT I HAVE IN HIM HAS BROUGHT ME THROUGH THE TOUGHEST TIMES IN MY LIFE!

I know this...

I have to remember all of this... 

I have to share this...

this love...

this hope...

this faith...

God truly is the creator of all things.  He knows our every thought... he knows our worries... he knows our fears... he knows the outcome before the fight.  

All we have to do is find it in ourselves to trust in something bigger than the issues this world can throw at us.  Trust in God... not only will he set you free... he will bring you victory in all situations.  The outcome may not always be what we expected... but it will ALWAYS be in our best interest.

With that...

I am trusting that the Lord keeps me and my family and our current fight in his hands... and brings us out to the other side victorious!