Smothered

Do you ever feel like Satan tries to smother you with a pillow as soon as you take a dangerous step of faith? That has been the last couple weeks for me. I have been really challenged to take this precious time God has given me to study His word and to work hard toward becoming a woman of God. I mean...I'm taking it very seriously, learning to take even hours to really get to the meaning of passages of Scripture and to really apply it...not just put it in my mind. I'm trying to hide it in my heart and fill myself up with it until it pours out. On the side...my thinking is also that I love my husband soooo much-and the best thing I can do for him is to know and love God better. Now comes the Satan part. Ever since I've started studying and praying with my whole heart-sacrificing time for it...it's like Satan is throwing in my face all my weakness...and LOTS of stupid little stumbling blocks. I'm even experiencing physical problems/pain that I haven't had for years....and it's miserable.

For the sake of not ending this on a note of misery, I'll share one cool thing. Last night as Luke and I were laying in bed, Luke all of a sudden got this terrible nausea and fever and thought he was going to throw up. Without him knowing it, I silently put my hand on his back and prayed that God would take it away...and almost immediately he feel asleep! So, Satan, BACK OFF.