Arrows for Battle

Hey, You, put your hand on your heart, feel it beat? You still have a purpose, and I would love to invite you on an upcoming journey. But first, I speak in poetry. So, let your eyes glance over the invitation of the new chapter of risking it all!

Looks can be deceiving.

Just like a heart, please listen.

The outside may look perfect.

But the soul begs to go deep.

It is a conversation that sparks,

Where you hear life from love.

The intimacy of the Father’s love,

I crave His wisdom and love.

I need them both more than oxygen.

Because they are my hope that I hold onto,

My insides are breaking, seeking healing.

My heart is purified as I read,

Because God, search my heart and purify me!

You control the waves and winds, so here I am!

Although the outside looks put together,

You know every scar and broken part.

I hand them over to You, Jesus, my tears fall…

I am trying to hold it together, but I am breaking,

I can no longer hold my tears in Father.

I am reminded in Scripture You give endurance for my race, but I’m tired. My soul is weary. But I fall, hit my knees, and surrender. I cry, "Fill me with Your Holy Spirit to shoot my arrows and leave nothing behind!!!

Lord, use all of me to leave Your mark on the world because, Father, You had a plan before I was born! I stand in awe and praise Your name, Father; you heard every prayer and collected every tear. Father, I lay it all down at Your throne, and where You send me, I will go! And the words You’ve written on my heart, please give me the courage to speak.

Father, help me shoot my arrows and become the warrior You prepared me to be.

I close my eyes and imagine being in the wilderness. I breathe in slowly. And I breathe out. I feel the oxygen fill my lungs, hoping to repeat the cycle of living. But I pause. And wonder, am I even alive or walking this earth as brittle bones? I pause again. And I hear the words leave my lips, “ What makes me think this thought? Is it me, or is it God? Is there a purpose to my life, or is this all wasted time to play life until death comes for good?”

I open my eyes, and I look around. I am alone, but I hear God all around me if I quiet my thinking and tune into my heartbeat. God speaks truth to my heart, and I feel the intensity of His love in my soul if I search for it and surrender. I was called, and I heard His calling in the wilderness. I was never alone but had God all around me, preparing me for a battle I walk daily, and so do you. I trudge in the wilderness with my arrows ready, and when I am given a target, I aim. But let me explain how I aim. He teaches me daily how to pull the bow back, and with just the right angle and force, He tells me when to release and let go. It is His wilderness and His guidance I trust in this battle.

Life is the battle we face because there are always two sides, evil and good. I like to keep things simple. And let us be honest, God and the devil. I paused before I typed that and wondered why. Spiritual warfare? As I allow my fingers to type, I close my eyes and let God have control of my fingers because this is the gift He has given me. This is another way I aim for the arrow: writing. Because when I allow my heart to open and be vulnerable, I pray these words hit your heart as a target. Words change people, and they are arrows in disguise. But I dare you to think about what side they come from. Arrows can be darts from hell that bring you down a dark path, causing you to bleed and end up near Death Valley. Different arrows can spark hope as they ignite your soul one by one. Spiritual warfare is real. I never thought my first blog entry for A Misfit’s Arrow would be on Spiritual Warfare, but I let God lead, and I follow as I type and want to press delete and start over.

I thought about discovering how to catch your attention by wanting to tell you how the Misfits Arrow would be adventurous, Real, Raw, open-minded, and all about this willingness. God’s will takes me on an adventure where, some days, I will feel very insecure and unsure about how people think, but God will fight my battles for me. I just am reminded to be still and know He is God. I remind myself to suit up and trust God today as I walk in faith, not fear. A Misfit’s Arrow Blog is the third Blog title I have had since I began my journey, and today, I feel peace in my soul. This preparation has been a discovery to find the title I smile about because I know that life has almost taken me out multiple times, but God is not done writing my story. I first had a daily surrender transforming into the muse of a misfit where I learned I had a voice, and now I found my arrows. And with all the experience, strength, and hope I have in my story, I am ready to aim my arrows. And ignite souls to spark hope in this dark world and remind people to guard against the evil arrows. PLEASE WAKE UP BECAUSE ALL THE BIBLE STORIES ARE TRUE, and here, let me challenge you on something. What do you have to lose in believing in Jesus? The hard truth? I pray you never face the most challenging words you could hear right in front of God one day: "Depart from me; I never knew you."

If you haven’t figured out who I am, yes, I am a Jesus Freak who writes to give all the Glory to the One who saved her because six feet under wanted her, but God. So, this misfit wants to ask you a simple question: do you know who you are and who you fight for in this battle of life? Before you answer, I dare you to search yourself deeply because this is not surface-level material but REAL. If you have no idea who you are, guess what? I understand you! It took me over thirty years to figure out who I was and who I fought for. I have a problem with the person in the mirror! She is very hardheaded and stubborn, and her flesh is STRONG, but GOD! I am God's misfit because the world does not understand me, and neither do I. But He does, and He loved me when I hated myself. I still have trouble believing He loved me when I hated me, but He did. And can you think I'm forgiven? Guess what, so are you!

I have to smile and shake my head because each word I type is an adventure as the screen fills up with different words. And then I read it and went, wow, God, you gave me a gift! Each word has a purpose! And please do not miss it. One day, you will not wake up, and I do not want you to miss out on your chance to teach people how to protect themselves in the battle against dark arrows or aim for souls in this dark world. There is still hope to be found and felt! And this misfit will aim ALL her arrows until her last breath and pray against all the dark arrows to hit shields and miss the ones satan is attacking. In this world we live in, all of us face death, but some of us never live! Is that you? If you hesitated, you just felt an arrow hit your heart because my prayers have been aiming for souls, and God knows exactly where and who you are and where to AIM.