And I await the words...

After a long time of not meditating and waiting on the Lord, the problems surface. Spiritually speaking, the attack has begun. I'm being surrounded on every side, pushed in to my very core by every means possible. The enemy has found my weakness and is advancing, taking over my expansions that I felt I had worked so hard for.

My financial tower is crushed, impenetrable (or so I thought) wall of confidence has fallen, my dad basically "disowned" me, my emotional barriers have crumbled, and all because of my incapability to push to maintain a consistent time with the Lord.

I'm tired of fighting these battles, and yet I know the Lord is calling me to leave it to Him. But I don't know what is getting in my way. Is it my pride? Is it my faith? I have absolutely no clue. Yea, these words are those of a depressed man, and I guess it's something that I was going through.

Yea, those are words of the past, probably about an hour or so ago. Now I feel like I've given the reins to the Lord. To have Him do what He will is my new will. Now to prevent me from grabbing those reins back, I realized I need to handcuff myself and let the battles begin. I've seen the Lord knock down my problems before, and now I'm about to watch it again. From the North to the South, from the East to the West, I have been given a new hope. It's time to listen to the words that He so gently whispers.

And the funny thing is that with all the noise around, it's hard to just sit and listen. It's hard to listen for that whisper. I just want the world to shut up so I could listen. It's time to listen, time to pray.

To the few of you who read my blog, just pray for a peace in my heart.

To those that are concerned, don't be, I have the Lord on my side.