Nice Try, Satan

Overwhelming, debilitating stress threatens to engulf me, I feel like I can’t take it anymore…

But there’s one who can raise me back up and give me hope.
You’ve got nothing on Him, Satan.

The all-consuming love that I feel for my family scares me sometimes. What if something were to happen to them? What if I can’t protect them…

But they belong to the Lord and nothing can separate them from His love.
You don’t have a hold on them and you don’t have a hold on me, Satan.

I look around and at times, all I see are my failures staring me back in the face. My best never seems to be good enough, I want to give up…

But in my weakest moments, He gives me the strength I need to get me through.
And in His strength, I see your weakness too, Satan.

People try to twist my words. They try to twist God’s word into something hateful. The fight takes so much out of me and I feel defeated…

But the power of His word is mightier than your whispered lies.
You’ll never win, Satan.

I’ve taken it to God in prayer. I’ve prayed and prayed for His help and I still don’t have an answer to my problems…

But I know that His will is perfect, and mine is not. He hears me whenever I come to him in prayer, and maybe I’m the one who’s not listening.
You can’t block Him out, Satan.

I wish life were easier, that good things came easier and more often. I wish life wasn't such a struggle…

But I don’t have to look far to see how richly God has blessed me, it’s more than I deserve. I should be nothing but thankful for every day God gives me on this earth and even more thankful for the life promised me when I’m gone from it.  So…

Nice try, Satan.