Broke my fast yesterday. Woke up feeling pretty weak this morning. Voices telling me that i am, & how i am, & that the solution is to simply walk away & disappear. I guess when you kick at darkness, darkness kicks back. Have stopped crying like some kid crouched in the corner with a bully hovering overhead. Have managed to get up on my feet & take some swings. Headed over to 24-7 to prep the back loft, prayerwalk the 'hood', & hang out with a new acquaintance. Besides all this, got a few hours of work to knock out. The song Superman by Five for Fighting is playing on my ipod. Will switch it out for Steven Curtis Chapman's song called, "Bring It On". ..."And David encouraged himself in the Lord..."
Had a discipleship meeting which ran the bulk of the morning. Got a chance to swing & land a solid blow to darkness on behalf of another. Felt God's Spirit help me do the work. Swung solid. Hit the mark. Watched the enemy fall like a dying star & a child of God rise like the morning sun. Felt good to watch someone blaze out from bondage into freedom.