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Defeated Christians (the greatest oxymoron)

I am astounded at how often I, and others around me who identify themselves as Christians, live in utter defeat. We are stumbling around as if in a darkness — as wounded soldiers. 

Did you know you, child of God, are a soldier? Maybe that’s the first issue. Our society is so consumed with “self” and “what brings me pleasure or comfort” or “I want it now” or maybe even “I can do this on my own. I don’t need to rely on anyone to help me.” Sometimes people live their entire lives completely oblivious to the fact that they were created to live and thrive in a world that we cannot see with our physical eyes. God created us to live for Him – to honor Him – to bring HIM pleasure. Well, in order to do that, we must engage in the spiritual realm…because God IS Spirit and that is the only way to connect with Him. If the enemy can blind a person from the entire spiritual realm — then he can rest easy that that individual will not accomplish much at all for the Kingdom of Heaven and they will be easily defeated when they face trials and temptations.


More often than not — a Christian is at least somewhat aware of the spiritual realm. Yet still, when faced with trials and temptations, I see Christians falling and being torn down by these life-storms more than they are standing firm. The Scriptures tell us to stand firm over and over again. If we are to stand firm, and God has given us everything we need to live this life the way He commands us to, then there has GOT to be a reason that so many live so defeated and there MUST be a way to fix it.

I’ve been praying about why I see Christians seem to lose their footing as they climb upon the Rock (that’s Jesus. He is the same yesterday, today, and forever, so we know that if people stand upon Him and they fall, it is NOT because Christ changed or moved in the slightest!) I have a picture in my mind that I want to share with you. Keep in mind, I just said we are soldiers. We are in a battle. (Read Ephesians chapter 6 for more insight.)


Jesus, the Rock, is immovable. Un-shifting. Un-changing. Strong fortress. As I look around, I see a huge number of people, masses of people, who have climbed down off of the Rock to sight-see, to travel, to taste of the fruit from the trees below, to visit with other people who fascinate them but would not ever be caught dwelling on the Rock. I look up into the rugged terrain of the cliff-side and see the enemy. He is wearing a sly grin, crouched down behind some wild bushes so that he would not be visible to the people who had slid down off of the Rock. Of course, he didn’t have to work too hard to hide because most of them would not have noticed who he was or the damage he could do even if he walked up to them and spoke to them face-to-face. With a self-satisfied chuckle, he aimed his arrow at his target. I looked upon the face of the man that the enemy was targeting and just before the enemy let the arrow fly, the man saw him and began to scramble in great haste towards the Rock. It was too late. Not only did the arrow fly much faster than the man could run, that man had left his armor — the armor of God — on the Rock. He had no protection. Now wounded, the man went to search for his Father to repair the damage done by the enemy…defeated for at least a season. 

 There was a woman who had never really left the Rock but she didn’t like the effort she had to put forth to carry the armor around all day long everyday. She didn’t mind wearing the armor a few hours at a time, a few days a week…but most of the time, she would just take it off and leave it somewhere in her general vicinity for ease of access. Again, my eyes landed upon the enemy — that sly-grin made me grimace — and I heard the shrill laugh of the evil one as he let the arrow fly for the woman. She heard the laugh too — she knew the arrow was coming — but she didn’t even have time to pick up the shield of faith before that arrow hit it’s mark. Defeated Christian.

One by one, people were being defeated. Each in a unique way — but all ending up as if they were dead men walking. Overcome. Those arrows look different in every life. Depression, addiction, broken hearts, broken families, hatred, bitterness, laziness, anger, sexual immorality, lust, pride…and the list goes on. BUT GOD DID NOT CREATE US TO WALK DEFEATED. There should be something that differentiates us from unbelievers — and one of the greatest signs that we are truly children of God is that in the face of every trial and hardship and life-storm — we can live VICTORIOUS. We are not dead men walking! We are ALIVE in Christ — empowered by His very Spirit to live as OVERCOMERS.


In our culture — we “fulfill our Christian duties” by going to Church, giving our tithes and offerings, and we do as good as we can the rest of the week. If we fail, we beat ourselves up for not being a “good Christian” and make sure to condemn ourselves as much as we deem necessary before we finally ask for forgiveness from the Lord. The “holy roller coaster” is familiar to most every believer in the States. If it’s a good time, we are “on the mountaintop” and if things get hard, we are “in the valley.” Have you ever thought that maybe God didn’t create us to spend so much time in the valley?

I’m not saying that life can be perfect for any person, no matter how good they are. Jesus promised us that following Him would be hard. But Jesus also promised us that He would give us the POWER to live this life in a way that we aren’t demolished by every trial and temptation — and that is the Power of His Holy Spirit. If you are like me and you have been in places where people are afraid to talk about the Holy Ghost (shhh!!) or the Holy Spirit (same Spirit — just two different names for Him!) then you have seen with your eyes one of the greatest deceptions of the evil one. If Satan can have us so deceived that we are afraid of the very power God has sent for us to be empowered to live VICTORIOUSLY over his ploys to defeat  followers of Jesus Christ, then he has it made, and we are of very little value to the Kingdom of Heaven.

If you want to know more about the Spirit-filled life, message me. I would love to tell you my story of healing and freedom. I also can connect you with some resources that will help you find freedom and healing too. I don’t want you to be a dead-man walking any longer. I want you to be VICTORIOUS in Christ Jesus! No more defeat! The blood of Jesus bought our freedom and it’s time for us to walk in that freedom!


“Kingdom Advancers”

We are not just called to plant seeds into the lives of those we touch.

She invested in the life of the young woman and the young woman accepted Jesus Christ as her Savior. Soon thereafter, the young woman was unsure of what to do next in her walk — and neglected by other believers (unintentionally, I’m sure) she fell back into the old ways of living, soon forgetting about the desire to follow the Lord that one flickered in her heart like an unsteady flame. The embers no longer burning, the seed had been snatched and took no root.

We must be consistent in life-ministry (aka love-ministry) to protect the seeds.

The young man showed interest in the whole church-scene but had been hurt so much in the past that it was hard to trust anyone…especially God. In light of the struggle to trust, there were older men in the church who seemed to be a constant source of encouragement for this young man. Something about them was just so genuine that he slowly found himself able to trust again — something he thought he would never do again. Finally, after months and months of the steadiness and authenticity of these older men of God, this young man became a believer and he continued trusting a little more each passing week for the rest of his years on this earth. The seed in him protected by authentic people who were steadfast in the Lord…ones who loved because God first loved them. They LIVED love.

Sometimes investing in lives isn’t seen with physical eyes. We invest on our knees.

The couple were both unbelievers when they married. They were so excited with the announcement of the bundle of joy that would be an addition to their small family. What a shattering, heart-wrenching reality hit when their sweet little one miscarried. No words can comfort a mother who feels as if she wasn’t good enough or a father who has lost his dreams of having daddy’s little girl. Nothing can take away or ease the ache of empty arms or a broken heart except God Himself. Another couple who knew them from work held them and cried with them and urged them to come to their worship gathering with them. The unbelieving couple refused for weeks. The friends spent hours that no one could see on their knees, crying out to God for comfort, for peace, and that God would minister to them and draw them unto Himself. The couple, over time, began to have the tiniest desire to seek God for the peace they so desperately needed…and because of the battle their friends fought in a quiet place on their knees — they came to find the One who not only brought healing to them…but they found that He made it possible for them to have another little one — one they got to hold, to love, and to teach to love their God.

The Scriptures say we do not wrestle against flesh and blood — we are fighting a spiritual battle as we pray for and love the people around us unconditionally!

The young boy came from a troubled home. Broken and damaged in every way one could imagine was this young boy’s heart and spirit. The ones who prayed for this battered life were truly fighting for his salvation. In the spiritual realm, these believers were standing, firmly, all around the cowering little boy. Each time a prayer was spoken with the Living Word of God, a sword was swung at the powers of darkness. Each passionate cry for mercy in the Name of Jesus would make the powers of darkness to cower and to falter in their attack of the young life. Confident prayers would hold back the powers of darkness and glory would fall onto the young boy. Mercy and grace abounded where hatred and brokenness was once the normality. However, these prayer warriors found that when the fervent prayers were neglected or when they wavered, the powers of darkness again began to press in, hurling fiery darts of wickedness towards the young boy. The intercession was exhausting at times — but the salvation of this young boy was dependent, even if just for a season, on the intercessory prayers of the saints.

We must press in. We must love the way Christ loved. We must be steadfast. We must be persistent. We must pray with others and in the secret place. Someone else’s eternity is dependent upon it! God gives every measure of strength, faith, and endurance that we need for the work — through His Holy Spirit. What a mission! What an honor and privilege! How exciting to be called to advance in the Kingdom of Almighty God — In the Name of Jesus we win!!

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