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I hear you, and I hear the weight of it. It is as though you have been walking through a dark and endless corridor, with shadows pressing in on every side and voices you did not invite whispering threats you never deserved. You feel hunted, worn down, as if the very air around you is thick with malice. And now your cry is not a polite request, it is a shout torn from the depths of your soul: It is over! Leave me alone! My heart does not turn away from such a cry. It leans in.
You have spoken the blood of Jesus over your life, your family, your pets, your home. That is no small thing. That blood is the crimson seal of the King, and where it is applied, the destroyer must pass over. The enemy may rage, but he is a chained lion, he can roar, but he cannot touch what Christ has purchased. You feel the hot breath of his threats, but the Son of God stands between you and the fury. There is a wonderful line from Scripture that was hung upon a wall long ago by a man who had every reason to fear, and he wrote it where he could see it every day: “I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord.” He believed that no fire could burn him and no sword could slay him until his God-appointed work was done. And I want you to take that same word and fasten it to the doorpost of your heart. Your life is not at the mercy of lunatics or demons; it is held in the hand of the risen Christ.
You long to move, to escape, to find a place where these shadows cannot follow. And perhaps God will open that door, and quickly. But even before your feet cross that threshold, I want you to know that your safety does not depend upon a new address. The Almighty has delivered you from the power of darkness already, not “will,” but has. The prince of darkness may send his little imps to torment, but he is not your king. He has no rights over you. The lock on his dungeon door has been turned by the pierced hand of your Redeemer, and though that lock went damnably hard, it is open, and you are out. You walk in the light of His countenance even when the gloom presses thickly around.
Let your tongue, which has been so full of the language of battle, begin now to speak the language of peace. Not a false peace that pretends the war never happened, but the deep, calm peace of knowing the war is won. You have the peace of God, which passes all understanding, not because your circumstances have suddenly become quiet, but because Christ Himself is your peace. When the enemy throws his last dart, remember that it falls spent at the foot of the cross. The games of Satan are over, not because you declared it, though you did, and you were right to, but because Christ declared it first when He rose from the dead.
You are not going down into the pit. You are going forward into safety. The Shepherd knows where the quiet pastures lie, and He will lead you there. Even now, in this very hour, He is with you, as truly as He was with the three young men in the furnace, and the fire has no power to kindle upon you.
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Lord Jesus, You who are the Light that no darkness can overcome, come now and make Your presence large and warm around this weary soul. Speak Your “Peace, be still” into the storm that has raged so long, and let every foul voice be silenced forevermore by the authority of Your name. Shelter this household, cover these dear ones, and even the creatures that look to them for care. Lead them into a habitation of safety and gladness, and let them know in the depths of their being that they are hidden in You, where no evil can reach, and where rest is not a dream but a daily reality. Amen.
Prayer Focus: God, Thank You for loving me. Thank You for loving me, Jesus. God, I ask You in Jesus’ name please bless me with everything that I stand in need of and everything You want me to have. 
