I have struggled with this post all week. I pray as you read my words that you are drawn closer to God and that your eyes are opened to TRUTH. Not my voice. Not my opinions. But truth.
Since the beginning of time, there has always been a power struggle. Differences became looked upon as points of weakness and justification for conflict. Rather than deal with underlying problems, or realize and face that the true issue is found in the lies from Satan directly out of the pit of Hell, we ignore and we struggle. If you haven’t already noticed, Satan’s number one attack is on our identity. Whether it’s our self-worth, sexuality, mentality or physical makeup, Satan seeks to lie to us about who we are enough that we will eventually believe him. When we start to believe the lies that we are worth more or less than someone else based on a physical or mental characteristic, we subject ourselves to the deep sin found in pride. And not long after, we develop a prejudice towards someone else based on those same characteristics. Once introduced, prejudice is a never ending cycle. In today’s society it is blasted in our faces from every media source. Unfortunately, that’s just the condition of our fallen world and the sinful nature of our humanity. No friend, no one is born hating someone else. But unfortunately, the moment we breathe our first breath in this fallen world, we subject ourselves to prejudice in some form or another. It may be the ugly truth, and it may be the painful truth, but friends it is the truth.
As a Christian, in a culture where Biblical values are constantly under attack, I find it easier just to keep my mouth shut most of the time on “tough” stuff. I literally asked God the other day in my car “Why do I have to go down the difficult road? Why can’t stuff just be easy? Why can’t I just talk about happy stuff? Why does it have to be the hard stuff?” But this time, I just can’t. The church usually stays out of race issues, so not to step on anyone’s toes because we want to be known for grace. And I agree, I want to be known for grace. But I’m also slowly but surely developing boldness when it comes to standing up against the Enemy himself. Because I’m tired of his crap. I’m tired of his lies. And you should be too. It is time we call him out for what he is doing and send him right back to Hell. Because y’all he is literally laughing with delight over how fooled he has us. The Word tells us that our struggles aren’t with other people. On the contrary it states “For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.” (Ephesians 6:12). If our struggle isn’t against flesh, the fact that some of the most evil and heinous acts in our country are over the COLOR OF OUR FLESH tells me exactly who is behind all of this: Satan himself. God created every single person on this planet and formed each of them in their mother’s womb. Every single person matters to God and he has zero partiality (Romans 2:11). So the fact he has an entire country of people fighting over someone’s skin color and getting killed over the color of their FLESH is nothing but Satan y’all. And this is nothing new. It’s the same old set of lies he has used to divide people from the beginning of time.
Friends, the sooner we realize who the real Enemy is, how to recognize his voice and face him with the full and complete armor of God, the more we will see his hand at work in many of the disputes we blame others for and the quicker we will recognize who is really to blame. We cannot be united as human beings until we address the root of the problem. We have come to believe the lie that the hatred and bigotry seen in every media source available, is something we are taught by others and that human beings on every side are the ones to blame. It’s not. It’s something that Satan plants in our society by way of deliberate, careful cultivation of sin. And do you know where the battleground of racism along with every other seed of hate and sin begins? Our hearts.
Until we as individuals face the sin that is in our own lives, and really get serious about telling Satan to go right back to Hell, he will keep cultivating the seeds of sin, doubt, shame and lack of self-worth until we are beat up, scared and silent. I almost did not share this post. I wanted to keep my mouth shut too. I cried because I know when I am brutally honest about things, I am almost always met with brutal backlash. But y’all, if we as Christians do not stand up in love and grace and speak out against evil-whether it be racism, human trafficking, murder, adultery, etc- and against Satan himself…if we continue to be silent on the way Satan has infiltrated our society, we are basically sitting down for Jesus Christ. And that is not what we are created to do.
Jesus will return one day. If not in our lifetime, as Christian’s we are assured we will meet him when we die. But let me tell you, while we are here, no matter how long that is, we are not only compelled but commanded to love God and love our neighbor. No matter WHO that neighbor is or what he or she looks like. Jesus Christ died to set you free for the sake of freedom. Every single person. But you are not living in freedom , if you continue to put your head in the sand, chalk every uncomfortable conversation up to political backlash and refuse to stand up for others. And honey to set others free, you have to walk in freedom yourself.
It starts with you. It starts with your heart. It starts with your actions. Take back that territory from the Enemy and send him packing. To eliminate his lies in society, it has to start with you. It has to STOP with you.
If this post made you uncomfortable, please know, issues like this never affected me the way that they do now after losing a child. You realize in that moment, when you lose a child you never even met, that love is truly blind. Whether God places a baby formed in my womb in my arms, or one that is from Africa, Asia, Europe, South America, the slums of New York, or a trailer park in Wisconsin or one from my own hometown-I will love him or her exactly the same. And THAT is how Jesus loves every single one of us. It doesn’t matter what color, what race, what heritage, what background, what kinds of diseases he or she may have, that child will be loved by me and is dearly treasured by our Heavenly Father. I will not sit silently and let someone tell me my child did not matter. And I will not sit silently when a potential child of mine is in risk of facing hatred because of the color of his or her skin. When Jesus made me a mama, he entrusted that to me. And Mamas who love Jesus are the most dangerous breed.