The Enemy’s Been Defeated

It’s a beautiful, hot and sunny summer day in Spokane. And the scenery in front of me stinks. I’ve seen this scenery before and I didn’t like it the first time. I like it even less the second.

I’m told that breast cancer has returned four years after the first diagnosis. Same side, which indicates less options this time. Neither my husband nor I was expecting to make this journey again, let alone on this even steeper incline. But here we are. And we still believe we are in the center of God’s will.

Last week’s blog post (see It’s In The Water) was written the night before I went in for the biopsy on Monday morning. Two days later we were back with the breast surgeon receiving the cancer diagnosis.

This is going to be a short blog tonight because I refuse to retell the long, sordid story, thus glorifying it. The only one receiving any glory in this blog is my Redeemer and Healer, the Lord Jesus Christ. The enemy’s been defeated and Wayne’s and my face is set toward our LORD.

This story is still unfolding, even as tonight I was challenged by Holy Spirit to not let up praying into this cancer situation the next three days. He reminded me that I have an MRI and a PET scan yet this week wherein He can be glorified. I am a living testimony of His miraculous healing as a child; He IS my healer.

Regardless of how the next few weeks unfold, whether surgery proceeds or the tests come back amazingly clear and baffle the doctors, one thing I know…

{time for sleep, finishing this in early morning and the Spirit’s still talking…}

The enemy has trespassed into territory that does not belong to him. For four years we have been diligently praying through areas of legal ground he possessed in the past and this time, he’s going about it illegally. There is a scripture in II Samuel 23:11-12 that tells the story of one of David’s three mighty men, Shammah. When the Philistines came down again at harvest time, as they had done many times before, Shammah took his stand in the middle of his field and defended it, struck them down singlehandedly (in the power and might of God, that is) and the LORD brought about a great victory.

The ministry that God has entrusted to Wayne and me is called Shammahs Field, LLC / Shammah Ministries, named after that scripture and the deep meaning it holds for us in our life.

Yes, we’ve been knocked for a loop this past couple of weeks, with some days better than others, but a fierce and righteous anger is rising up in me again. The enemy has picked on us one too many times to try to kill, steal, and destroy. You’ve lost, satan.

This gal is standing her ground and defending it in the power and praise of Jesus Christ for all she’s worth. I’m not called “Mrs. Shammah” for nothing these days.

Digging down deep and standing firm, I remain…

Gracefully Free

“I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. I do not set aside the grace of God… ” Galatians 2:20-21a