31 Days of Liminality

To the Enemy of My Peace

To whom it may concern: (I will not call you dear. I do not hold you dearly. I respect you, but give you no affection.)

To the enemy of my peace, I will not deign to battle you. We will not fight. You see, to fight you is to acknowledge you as a worthy opponent. You are not worthy. Though this is warfare, this battle is not mine…

He said:

Listen, King Jehoshaphat and all who live in Judah and Jerusalem! This is what the Lord says to you: ‘Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army. For the battle is not yours, but God’s.

2 Chronicles 20:15 NIV

To the enemy of my peace, I am aware that you have chosen me, those I love, those who surround me, as objects of your wrath, but we call you by your name and know you for who you are,

And We’re Done.

We rebuke you in the matchless name of Jesus, You may choose to attack us, but like Jehoshaphat and the children of Israel, we will be obedient to The One who saves. God who…rule(s) over all the kingdoms of the nations. Power and might are in Your hand, and no one can withstand You.

To the enemy of my peace, I will not battle you, because you distract me from my praise. My praise is serious, and I will NOT be distracted.

You desire to take my focus off of God. Misdirection; an enviable strategy, which might have worked except that I see you, and I am not afraid. I have nothing but my faith. There is no more. There need be nothing else.

To the enemy of my peace, I will not cede this last thread of still quiet grace. I cannot. I will not falter. Though I am weary, weak and worn, I have the prayers of the faithful to uphold me.

At Starbucks. On Facebook. Via text. We are Legion. We are Everywhere.

I am reminded to “fall forward into the arms of Grace.” Weary as I am, this I can do. Oh, and one other thing…I can ignore you, choosing to pray and praise instead. My deliverance comes, and while I wait, I will ignore you.

Go Bother Someone who Cares.

My peace is precious,  gifted to me by The One. And I do not cede it.

Certainly not to the likes of you.