Warrior Princess

I am a warrior princess. It's all I know how to be. I have always been one, even before I knew what to call it. Finally, in the midst of trying to find out where I fit into the Kingdom of God, I just asked Him. I asked Jesus, "Who am I to You, Lord?" It is a strange question, but one that we are all dying to know deep down, and I'd advise everyone to ask it; He will answer, and it will rock your world. When I asked Him, Jesus' immediate response was "My warrior princess." And I've been different ever since.

I'm not going to lie and say that this job is an easy one. In the past year alone, I have seen things and felt things that would make some Christians cower in the corner and suck their thumbs. I have had more clarity then I've ever had in my life. In the past year, I have been shot through the back with Satan's crossbow. It was a strange sensation. I walked around for two whole days with a barbed crossbow bolt that no one could see sticking out of my back. But Lord knows I could feel it. It made it hard to move. I got one day of peace before being attacked again. Sitting in a study on the book "Captivating" by John and Stasi Eldredge, deep in prayer, and when I looked up, I felt like someone shoved a sword through my left eye socket. I could tell you the exact way that it was positioned, the way the entity had to have been standing, and where the sword went in my head and where it went out. And then last night. Friday night, the Lord called me to bind two other people to me in the name of Jesus. They are my ministry partners, and they need a warrior princess to step in sometimes; we are one in Christ, and we have to be united. So I prayed with them individually, and bound us all together. The battle began at 1 am Saturday morning as one of the individuals had a very shaking situation. As Sunday came on, we had great planning meetings for FFJ (the worship part of the ministry) and a wonderful home group. When I got home, I was sitting on my bed, minding my own beeswax, praying about some stuff and rejoicing at having avoided what could be an ugly situation; that's when I felt it. I felt the enemy only just before I felt it shove a spear into my right shoulder; the spearhead was resting in my collarbone. It hurt, but I didn't panic. This time, I knew what to do, and set people to praying right away, and after thirty minutes, Jesus pulled it out. He healed me. I felt His hand hot on my shoulder healing the wound. Satan is angry. We are at war, my friends. "Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms." (Ephesians 6:11-12)

We must stand strong in God. We are all made in the image of God. "So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them." (Genesis 1:27) This is something that is clearly stated, but something that is completely overlooked sometimes. We are made in the image of God!!! I fully believe that each person on this planet was created in the image of God; we all are just different images of different facets of His great and awesome personality. I happen to be made after His heart that is like a mama with her babies and a fighter. "The Lord is a warrior; the Lord is His name." (Exodus 15:3) It's a beautiful and most incredible thing to think about...