“The devil hates worship.” -the message
Our oldest daughter and I got to see a long awaited concert last night. For hours we worshiped and heard stories of redemption. It was so good! We had both had long days and walked in tired. She took a picture of us before the music started playing and I noticed my wearied look. However, after hours of worship, we had another picture taken of us. What a difference worship makes!
I was reminded of how I have felt lately. Since our family had the dreaded virus, I have felt tired, defeated, discouraged and just plain down. It physically took a toll. Just like the enemy to take advantage of us when we are weak and he has seemed relentless lately. But what a weapon worship is and last night I saw the enemy defeated!