No One Sells Their Soul For Free

Disappointment hovers over me like a giant thundercloud. Following me from place to place, always threatening to downpour.For a guy who is always positive about everything, and whose battle cry is Freedom, it seems appropriate that the Enemy's weapon against me is disappointment - and chains.

It's my kryptonite I guess.

I think everyone has something that can kill them - for me it's chains.

It's a difficult attack to thwart, because of the subversiveness of it. The sneakyness of it.

He's a worthy adversary, and sometimes seems stronger altogether.

But whatever. He certainly hasn't killed me yet; and all I can do is continue to fight. At least when it's all over, and all bets have been settled, he will hopefully say to his army that I was one of the most frustrating people he ever had to deal with.

Ezekiel 38:4 - a prophecy to come against a demon army that marches on Holy Ground;

"I will turn you about and put hooks into your jaws, and I will bring you out, and all your army, horses and horsemen, all of them splendidly attired, a great company with buckler and shield, all of them wielding swords"