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My Thoughts Today...

This is a bad time in our history. The economy is absolutely awful, and I know I'm not the only one feeling the effects. President Bush says we're not in a recession. That's laughable, but also scary. If this ISN'T a recession, I'm afraid of what a recession looks like. Gas prices are sky-high, people aren't making as much as they need to if they have jobs, and those of us who are under-employed aren't able to find work that'll allow us to re-introduce our ends.

Even everything is looking bad, I refused to be depressed. I personally think that the way we feel about a situation is a choice. Since my Bible tells me in 2 Corinthians 5:7 that we walk by faith and not by sight, I know that what my eyes see isn't all there is. We have to understand that our fight isn't about the physical things we deal with.

In Ephesians 6:12, it says that we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places. To me, that just means that what we're going through right now isn't a personal thing. Yes, it's flesh and blood people that are telling me that I didn't get this job or that job, but it's not them -- it's the Enemy that's holding things up.

How do we deal with that, you ask? Well, again, the Bible gives us that answer, too. In 2 Corinthians 10:3-5, it says:

For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war according to the flesh. For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds, casting down arguments and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ.

That just means that we have to keep our minds on Jesus, and the promises that He's set out in his Word. In 1 Corinthians 2:9 that the eye has not seen, nor ear heard, nor have entered into the heart of man the things which God has prepared for those who love Him.

If I'm the Christian I profess to be, I have to hold on to what the Bible says. It's hard -- especially when I see what's going on around me -- but I'm determined to win this thing.

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