I’m really angry at satan tonight - I have more than one precious friend in need. Let’s just say he strikes again. He just makes me so mad that he lurks and waits for that perfect moment - getting a foothold in a weak spot in our lives. And we all have those weak spots - those tiny imperfections in our vessels. That is why it is so important to stay in the Word, to be in a state of prayer, and keep that armour on. Be ready for when he attacks.
My moma says he is the only person that we can tell to go to hell. My moma is a wonderful, God-fearing Christian and, mind you, she isn’t trying to curse. She is right - he is the only entity that a Christian would wish hell upon ~ a place where he will eventually spend eternity. That pretty much sums up the way I feel tonight because he has attacked yet another Christian family. I'm heading to a quiet place to get down on my stiff arthritic knees and beg God's help for this family.