Disappointed by continuing difficulties, I doubted that my prayers were making much difference. So I cut back on prayer and Bible study.
Nothing happened immediately, but gradually my faith muscles grew weaker. I struggled more, I questioned more, I was more confused and frustrated. I couldn’t push Satan’s condemning remarks from my ears as easily, and my grasp on Truth grew weaker.
One afternoon I was overwhelmed with oppression like nothing I’d ever experienced before—total despair without any basis in fact. It frightened me and I reestablished my quiet-time disciplines.
“be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is” Romans 12:2 (NIV)
At first my spiritual muscles were weak and wobbly, but gradually they recovered. And I learned an important lesson: We never stand still—we either move forward or backward!
copyright Gail Burton Purath, 2012
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