Our painful past is like a scar on our lives. It is a mark of victorious perseverance. A victorious warrior is not measured by having no wounds. In the midst of war, you can be injured, but the victory is measured by persevering and keeping yourself alive even how painful your bruises are. I am like a warrior in the battle field. Set as a target. I am wounded, yes I am. but still managed to get up and fight. I can hear the enemies tremble, they ask where does my strength comes from. For it is when Im wounded that I become fierce. It is when I am hit that I grow stronger. For it is really when my flesh surrenders that the power that can shake the universe arises within me. It is when an enemy struck me that I am able to kill a million of them. For when I have no strength to fight, that the real defender arises from within. He is Christ in me the hope of glory.
Posted on: Tue, 14 Oct 2014 05:04:03 +0000
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