I remember a church planter once telling me that church planting was the Marine Corps of Ministry- first in, face the tough stuff, and not everyone survives.
I never doubted that, but I never realized how spiritual the attacks can be. And sometimes, how physical they can be.
We were set to launch Sept. 7th, but due to Hurricane Gustav displacing some folks to Reed Arena here in College Station, Breakaway's ministry fair (where we were to do the bulk of our publicity) was bumped back a week. We followed suit.
And I was bit relieved, because we are dealing with an illness in the family that is rather time consuming for us all. This illness is recurring, and seems to hit when someone in the family has something to do, or the church takes a step forward. Close on the heels of the illness will come the spiritual attacks, the fears, the doubts, the temptations, and ultimately the hopelessness. Before God steps in and rescues us. Which He usually does.
There are times I cry out for something to give, for some sliver of hope. For some rest.
But there are spiritual beachheads to take, lost people in need of rescue, and others far worse off than us.
Take heart, He has overcome the world.
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