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This morning I woke at five.
Before you think I'm a good little Christian, let me confess. It was a hot flash that sat me straight up in bed. Not an immense revelation.
I've been thinking about how my hormones cause me to get into trouble (bad mouth, bad emotions, poor decisions). But I have been up early most mornings this week worshipping the Lord. Each morning was because I suffered a little. Night sweats and nightmares. PMS induced allergy symptoms, and my all time favorite. The lovely anxiety attack/hot flash/brain fog combo.
I absolutely believe with all my heart that Jesus can and will deliver me from the demon called menopause. But I am learning to stick closer to Him in these moments of literally having to isolate myself in fear I might start a zombie apocalypse or something. No, I'm not being sarcastic. It gets that bad sometimes.


*When I am feeling paranoid about the entire world hating me, I am seeking scripture to remind myself that it's a lie.

*When I am overwhelmed with anxious thoughts and unbearable sadness, I am making up little songs and singing them to Him. Not only does it force my brain to be creative, it shows God I'm more interested in pleasing Him than bowing down to middle aged flesh.
It also cheers me up.


*When I wake from those ridiculous dreams I'm not questioning whether it was pizza or Divine information. I'm praying. In the Spirit. I'm seeking God's face, instead of seeking to punch a human's.

 I am learning to lean more on the Lord in this otherwise difficult (that's my nice word for it) season.
Sure, all the problems in the world seem to arise when my skin is shining with enough oil to fry a flipping egg. The devil knows my schedule better than anyone. Including me. He knows when my mind and body are not cooperating (oh my GOSH I want chocolate cake) and he tries to pick a fight.
You see my lovelies, what the devil doesn't know is this. He's searching for a tangle with the wrong hot mess. Seriously.
I'm going to use what the devil intended for evil, and fight back. Not only am I armed and dangerous. I'm going to snatch those fiery darts in mid air and send them flying back at him. How do you do that? By engaging in the best form of warfare there is. Worshipping the Lord. Praying in the Spirit. Boom. In your face, devil.
That's all.
I love you, my darlings.Try to find humor and gratitude when life throws you a curve ball. Have a wonderful week in the Lord.
Princess Jae