I sat at my writing desk beneath the study’s window. Out of the quiet came the shrill mocking tones of crows. Yep, they were back. Laughing once again.
Or were they?
I stood up to peer out the window towards my garden. Beside the corn stood three crows chattering back and forth. They cocked their heads toward my young corn and then faced each other in conversation, Caw! Caw! Their discussion appeared to be argumentative. I believe it was about the string placed strategically above the corn rows, **wink**. And then? The three scoundrels took flight.
It occurred to me: Satan is just like that.
If you recall, two weeks ago I wrote about having to completely replant my corn crop because of some gluttonous crows. (See Morning Glory: Those Laughing Crows, June 26, 2012.) The story goes, as the kernels were dropped tenderly into the soil for a second time, a group of crows sat in the surrounding treetops cackling as if to say our work were pointless. But this time we had a weapon. This time Audrey and I secured string right above the corn rows. The string would keep away the crows and we would have the last laugh.
In the same manner, the Name of Jesus will keep away Satan.
God’s full armor will defeat the foe.
Praise will set the scoundrel running.
These are weapons of our warfare, just like the string in the garden.
As I watched the crows fly away, I thought of Satan’s tactics – how he roams the earth as a roaring lion seeking whom he may devour (1 Peter 5:8). 
He is always on the periphery. 
Always scheming against us. 
Always mocking our attempt to walk this journey of faith.
But here is the good news, the grand news.
“For you did not receive the spirit of bondage again to fear, but you received the Spirit of adoption by whom we cry out, ‘Abba, Father'” ~ Romans 8:15
Today I wrestled with several insecurities – anxious thoughts, fearful imaginations. Then my sweet Jesus reminded me that I did not receive a spirit of bondage again to fear! He is my Daddy God – my Abba Father. The blood of His precious Son, Jesus, covers me. He surrounds me with His Presence. He song of praise fills me in the dark places.

Satan may be roaming about desiring me for dinner, but my Daddy God’s got this. His love has set me free.

Do you know someone who is facing some steep mountains? Would you consider sending them this message? It is my prayer that my readers will be strengthened for the battle through the words of my heart.

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