Dan and Deb

The Christian life is hard. I didn’t know that going into it. I didn’t know that until I read it in the Word. The Christian life is hard. The world is a mess. I find myself trying to do the right thing and it starts out okay until BAM! I’m right back in my old nature. Screaming and ready to solve my problems with violence and anger.

I try to live my life the way God’s Word tells me too. I try not to be a Bible “thumper.” I try to show people that I’m still imperfect but that I’m trying. I’m told by unbelievers that I think I’m better than them, etc. I don’t feel that way. What am I doing wrong? I pray. I ask for wisdom and guidance in sharing the Gospel.

You would think that I was in some hostile anti-Christian country. Nope, I’m here, in the great USA. The same USA that I served as a Marine. You would think that I was in the middle of some hostile area of the USA. Nope, I’m in the midst of my own family.

My step-father hates me with a passion I can’t understand. I immerse myself in recovery meetings, in church, and yet have no impact on my family. Again, I ask, what am I doing wrong? I admit that I’m far from perfect. That I’m still a sinner saved by grace. I give when I can give. Help when I can help. Yet feel that I am doing more harm than good when it comes to my family.

I feel alone. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving and we will all sit around a table and somebody will want to pray. I ask why? Who are they praying too if not God the Father? What is the purpose if you don’t stand firm and believe that the Word of God is TRUTH. What’s the point?

It’s a battle and I know in my mind it’s spiritual warfare. Sometimes, even though I know the ending of it all, I feel like I’m losing the small battles.