The Lord Is A Warrior

I started the day with a lousy attitude. We had drama at work yesterday, then I came in to the office to find a pile of work I simply don't have time to do. For the past month I can't seem to make it home before 8:00 or 9:00 or 10:00 at night. I'm tired! I dragged myself down to the studio this morning to start photographing about a million shirts, jeans, coats and necklaces that I keep putting off. I was almost in tears because I just felt like I was drowning...I'm pretty sure you ALL can empathize.

I couldn't seem to pray anything except "HELP!" In fact, I felt so powerless, I just started praying that the Lord would raise up somebody else to pray for me...I didn't even feel like I had time to stop and send an emergency "I'm exhausted, please pray for me" email to my nearest and dearest.

Then, I was kneeling down to straighten out a shirt for a picture, and I just started singing,

The Lord is a Warrior / The Lord is mighty in battle / The Lord is a Warrior / Lord of Hosts is He

My Lord is a Fortress / He is a Sun and a Shield / The Lord is a Deliverer to those who put their trust in Him

He gives strength unto His people / He guards His own with His right hand / The angel of the Lord camps around the ones who fear Him / And delivers them

Slowly, I just became glad. There is no other way to describe it. In the midst of all the mess around me, the Lord fought for me, and I just became glad. I continued to sing songs to the Lord as I was by myself in the studio, and He made me glad. Now the things that were tempting me to cuss this morning are pretty much just making me laugh hysterically. My days are busy, but I'm alive...I mean, really ALIVE, and God is working and moving, and I'm so glad to be a part of it.