“The Lord gives victory to His anointed.
He answers him from His heavenly sanctuary
With the victorious power of His right hand.”
I came face to face with the devil this week.
I saw the eyes of the enemy staring back at me…
I wasn’t expecting it –
maybe I should have been.
But that’s how he operates . . .
Many years ago the Lord gave me a dream.
In this dream,
I came face to face with the enemy;
I actually had my hands cupped around
the face of someone when it changed
into the face of the evil one.
In a snarling voice, he said to me,
“Who do you think you are?”
I’ll tell you who I am . . .
I’m a daughter of the King!
This time I wasn't dreaming.
And instead of asking me
who I thought I was,
he told me
who he thought I was.
There was just enough truth to get my attention.
But he’s forgotten that it’s all covered.
A red fountain of blood has washed over
each and every one of them
until they have become pure white.
Today at church we participated in communion,
remembering Jesus’ precious blood,
poured out for just that purpose –
to wash us clean.
We sang a song:
Blood of Jesus shed for me.
Precious blood, my covering be.
The only view God has of me
Is through the blood of Jesus.
I came face to face with the enemy last week.
And no doubt I will face him again in the future.
He may wound me,
but he will not defeat me.
For this I know:
"In all these things we are more than conquerors
through Him who loved us."