Regrowing

ˌrēˈɡrō/ verb/ gerund or present participle: Regrowing "to grow or be grown anew or continued growth after an injury or after having died or withered"

Mounting Attacks…

I do not know why, but sometimes I am completely blown away by the force at which I end up struggling with things.. I am unsure why I do not see it coming more that Satan is mounting an attack, but let me tell you, sometimes I am just totally blindsided.

Today was one of those days.

Looking back on yesterday, I should have known it was coming, I spent a great deal of time praying yesterday, and was feeling particularly antsy and like I just could not rest… yet somehow I missed the signs that a full onslaught of struggling was coming.

Today, I was taken by surprise. I hate getting taken by surprise in this way, I hate that I barely slept, and certainly did not sleep well enough to be able to recognize what was happening. So, instead I spent hours today struggling with some pretty intense fear and anxiety. It was so much so that I literally could not put accurate words to it for hours.. and even after the majority of the attack was over I felt physically exhausted, but still completely jittery.

So, I talked with a few friends, ran my third 5k of the week, and proceeded to have my third core worked out of the week… I am going to be hurting tomorrow.. But, thankfully right now the gym time is working off the extra energy I cannot seem to control, clearing my mind of the fog, and giving me a distinct chance to pray (which seems to naturally be taking its place the last mile of my run).

Thankfully the full onslaught of whatever was going on earlier has been replaced by calm seas once more. I have no idea how people get through days like today without Christ…

I am so glad tomorrow is a new day.

One comment on “Mounting Attacks…

  1. Rainbow
    January 7, 2012

    Krista, this sort of thing happens to me a lot and often, it is exhausting I know (((hug))). I start off by struggling, kicking, spitting back at the enemy and generally trying to do things my way. It is only when I think I can't take any more that I remember that I have a loving Saviour who can fight much more efficiently than I can and I find refuge in His arms. He always knows why I am being attacked and what I am fighting for. It is at these times that God tells me things and shows me things I wouldn't otherwise have known, and which help me both in my personal, spiritual life and in my intercession for others. He is my Comforter and I know He is yours too.We were never told things would be easy, but we were told that we would never be alone …Krista, you are constantly in my prayers. Like Gideon, you are a "Valiant Warrior" and God uses you mightily!Love and hugs x x x

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This entry was posted on January 6, 2012 by in Anxiety, Fear, God, Gym, Running, Satan.
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