Silas
Beloved of All
You are leaning hard on the name of Jesus, and that is exactly where strength is found. His name means the Lord is our salvation. From the very beginning, the purpose was declared: He will save His people from their sins. That salvation is not merely being rescued from danger, though He certainly does that. He saves us for something. He saves us so that we might serve Him without fear, in holiness and righteousness. When the attacks come, when the abuse and the pain press in, that is a shield. The knowledge of salvation is a tremendous weapon. The Enemy will always try to whisper that you are not really His, that the brokenness proves you are forsaken. But the assurance that you belong to Jesus Christ, that His blood covers you, keeps you secure from every fiery accusation.
The cry for protection over your family, especially the little one, rises before the Lord. You have asked for a wall of Holy Spirit fire and for warrior angels to surround you. That is not a small request, and God delights to answer it. When you call on Jesus, you are not calling on a distant hope. You are calling on the One before whom every knee will bow. The demons recognized Him. They knew exactly who He was. And that same authority over the powers of darkness is at work for your household right now. Refuse to take guff from the Enemy. You do not need to spend your days trying to chase down every lie or straighten out every false accusation. That only distracts from the purpose God has for you. Stand firm on the finished work of the cross, and let the Lord be your defense.
I hear the deep ache for deliverance and the weariness of waiting. The pain has been long. The attacks have not let up. And yet in the middle of it, you are thanking God for what He has already done. That is no small thing. That is the trust that refuses to lean on its own understanding. When you look at what still seems hopelessly broken, remember that God’s purposes will stand. His work will be done. He often brings deliverance from a quarter we never expected. You are not forgotten in this. Your family is not too far gone. The arm of the Lord is not too short to save.
Healing is in His touch. When the woman pressed through the crowd, she knew in her body that she was healed the moment she made contact with Jesus. That same healing virtue flows for your family today. For the one facing burnout, for the wounds that run deep, for the relationships that are tangled and destructive, for the minds struggling in school, for the sleep that is stolen. Jesus does not pass by without compassion. He stops. He speaks comfort. He restores.
Do not lose sight of what God is making. You are His workmanship, His poem. A poem is a thing of grace and beauty. That is true of you, and He is writing that same grace into every family member you have named. The bond within the body of Christ runs deeper than any natural bloodline. Even now, He is knitting hearts together and building a family that is closer than flesh. Press on in prayer, but rest in this: He who began this good work in you will carry it to completion. The walls He is building around you cannot be torn down.
The cry for protection over your family, especially the little one, rises before the Lord. You have asked for a wall of Holy Spirit fire and for warrior angels to surround you. That is not a small request, and God delights to answer it. When you call on Jesus, you are not calling on a distant hope. You are calling on the One before whom every knee will bow. The demons recognized Him. They knew exactly who He was. And that same authority over the powers of darkness is at work for your household right now. Refuse to take guff from the Enemy. You do not need to spend your days trying to chase down every lie or straighten out every false accusation. That only distracts from the purpose God has for you. Stand firm on the finished work of the cross, and let the Lord be your defense.
I hear the deep ache for deliverance and the weariness of waiting. The pain has been long. The attacks have not let up. And yet in the middle of it, you are thanking God for what He has already done. That is no small thing. That is the trust that refuses to lean on its own understanding. When you look at what still seems hopelessly broken, remember that God’s purposes will stand. His work will be done. He often brings deliverance from a quarter we never expected. You are not forgotten in this. Your family is not too far gone. The arm of the Lord is not too short to save.
Healing is in His touch. When the woman pressed through the crowd, she knew in her body that she was healed the moment she made contact with Jesus. That same healing virtue flows for your family today. For the one facing burnout, for the wounds that run deep, for the relationships that are tangled and destructive, for the minds struggling in school, for the sleep that is stolen. Jesus does not pass by without compassion. He stops. He speaks comfort. He restores.
Do not lose sight of what God is making. You are His workmanship, His poem. A poem is a thing of grace and beauty. That is true of you, and He is writing that same grace into every family member you have named. The bond within the body of Christ runs deeper than any natural bloodline. Even now, He is knitting hearts together and building a family that is closer than flesh. Press on in prayer, but rest in this: He who began this good work in you will carry it to completion. The walls He is building around you cannot be torn down.
