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I believe I was under attack this morning. I had been debating in my mind for an entire week of whether or not I would attend a prayer summit that had been scheduled weeks in advance. It was being held at a church very close to Bay City, MI which meant I had about an 1 1/2 hour drive (one way). I couldn't sleep very well last night... not certain the reason why... I just kept waking up. Finally as I lay in my bed waiting for the alarm clock to go off I had the strangest sensation come over me that I really find it difficult to put into words. I got up and began getting ready, but had this sense that something bad was going to happen. I've got to admit that I almost changed my mind about going to the prayer summit. I prayed for God's protection for my family and for my travel there and back. I found myself making sure everything was "in order" before I left the house just in case something did happen... like making sure I put the insurance payment in the mail box. Strange huh...
The journey there (and back) was an adventure as the roads were icy much of the way and I saw many accidents. But still I pressed onward believing that I needed to be at the prayer summit. I'm glad I went! It was a great time with many other pastor's from across the state spending time in prayer, fasting, and worship. My personal devotion time took me to 1 Peter chapters 1 & 2. I prayed these chapters over and over by inserting my name, or simply "me" to make it very personal. For example: 1 Peter 1:3-4 "Praise be to the God and Father of my Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given me new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, and into an inheritance that can never perish, spoil, or fade - kept in heaven for me,..."
I feel encouraged and strengthened to bring God the glory He is worthy of through my life, word and deed. I guess the enemy really didn't want me to go this morning!