It’s Raining…

Covid has stuck me.

Just like Lucifer falling like lightning from the sky, Covid has risen from hell, delivered by Satan himself, to cause me pain and havoc.

Let me explain something to you, I raged war with Satan. I took the fight to him. I went knocking on his door and began to demand that HE turn all the lost souls of my loved ones, friends, co-workers, and sinners near and far loose. In his defense that old serpent, rose up and decided to fight me back, since all the sudden I had become so brave.

As Children of God, our enemy is Satan. The bible tells us that we wrestle not with flesh and blood (we don’t wrestle with our family or friends, even though he uses them as his prime choice of puppets), but we wrestle with principalities and rulers in darkness. We wrestle with the Devil himself. We wrestle with Darkness. We wrestle with the forces of hell itself. But JESUS.. tells me we are made overcomers by the word of our testimony, and by the blood he shed on calvary for us, when he died that day. We are more than conquerors, we are victorious. We are the front liners, in this this war, but we don’t walk alone. We walk with Jesus. He goes before us, after us and he’s on all sides of us.

He never tells us that we won’t suffer sickness, he tells us that by his stripes we are healed and we were healed. It sucks and we may never understand why not everyone gets an earthly healing, some get a healing when they make it home to him. The reason why he calls some home, I’ll never know. But I know his ways are just, holy and his unfathomable love towards us all, is worth whatever may come, and I know whatever comes is for his glory.

My Covid symptoms suck. They could be worse, but they suck. In the easiest terms to understand without turning into dictionary, this sucks. My first symptom was fatigue. I really didn’t even link it to Covid. I attributed my fatigue to starting back working, and just being tired. I only got tested because I found out I was directly exposed to covid, (I thank God for that one, or else I would have been spreading it around like baby oil on a beach filled with plastic skin).

When I went to take the test, it was only for my closure to know I didn’t have it. I was tired, but nothing out of the normal. Employee Health barely swabbed my nose. I didn’t even think they got a good enough swab. I was told to return in 30 minutes for the results. It had been over an hour and nothing back from Employee Health; I knew for certain that I was negative. I mean wouldn’t they have called sooner, if it had been positive? I called to get my results and was told a nurse would be calling me back, another wait period, it was going to be negative, too much of a wait. They finally called and asked if anyone had spoken with me yet, and I told him “NO, but I’m assuming its negative, because ya’ll haven’t been in a hurry.” I could tell my feisty arrogance got the best of me. She proceeded to tell me I was positive for Covid. I think I asked her two or three times if, she was sure. At that moment I just wanted to be sure my job was secure, because I just started my 90 day probation period. We’ll inform HR and you’ll be placed on Covid leave, Okay, so I’m good.

The first day of Covid quarantine, the fatigue got worse. I had to notify my department, and sons’ school, as well as tell family members and anyone who’s been exposed to me, to watch and monitor their symptoms. But I survived it.

The second day of Covid quarantine, the fatigue was worse, my throat appeared to be sore, and I felt awful. The symptoms appeared to be setting in.

Today, is the 3rd day of Covid quarantine, and I feel like a Mack truck as ran me over, backed up, placed it in 18-wheel drive and ran me over again, leaving me lifeless. (18-wheel drive probably isn’t a word, it’s me talking metaphorically, but I’m a child of God raised in the hills of good ole East Ky, and I’ll call it whatever I have to, so you get the point. I’m obviously not illiterate, I just like to write what I feel, and be more relatable to people.) The biggest blessing is I’m breathing well. By body hates itself. I’m jerky, I do not feel well. I’m disoriented, I’m begging for prayers, rest, peace and comfort. I’m crying and whining. I feel like poop. There I said it. I feel like poop. Today, I won’t shower, today I’ll binge sleep, and binge on the computer. BUT TODAY I’LL PRAISE JESUS BECAUSE HE’S STILL GOD, AND TODAY HE’S SHOWING ME HE’S MOVING.

If my pain can bring him glory, then, Jesus bring the pain. If my pain can bring him praise, then, bring the pain. Without rain, flowers won’t grow. Without rain, the dry seasons won’t disappear, without rain, wind, and turbulence, we may never find out where our greatest strength comes from.

I will look to hills from whence my help cometh from, my help cometh from the Lord, who made the heavens and the earth.

Before I close, I must remind you all of something. It’s heavy on my heart.

The Story of the Seven Sons of Sceva in the bible.

Acts 19:14-16King James Version

14 And there were seven sons of one Sceva, a Jew, and chief of the priests, which did so.15 And the evil spirit answered and said, Jesus I know, and Paul I know; but who are ye?16 And the man in whom the evil spirit was leaped on them, and overcame them, and prevailed against them, so that they fled out of that house naked and wounded.

The reason I felt lead to share this is with you, is because if you’re going to rage war with the Devil and his army, you have to be sure you have the good to overpower it. And I say Good because that good is the HOLY GHOST! You need to be filled with that same spirit that rose Christ from the dead. The same spirit that quickens us for battle.

I will not rejoice because such spirits are subjected unto me, the bible tells us not to. The bible tells us to rejoice because our names are written in the Lambs book of life.

❤ I love you.

❤ Jesus loves you most!

❤ Christie, Warrior for Jesus

I can count a million times people asking me how I Can praise You with all that I’ve gone through. The question just amazes me, Can circumstances possibly Change who I forever am in You.
Maybe since my life was changed, Long before these rainy days, It’s never really ever crossed my mind. To turn my back on you, oh Lord My only shelter from the storm
But instead I draw closer through these times Bring me joy, bring me peace, Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings You glory, And I know there’ll be days
When this life brings me pain, But if that’s what it takes to praise You
Jesus, bring the rain Holy, holy, holy
Is the Lord God Almighty

One response to “It’s Raining…”

  1. Christie, I just caught this post somehow. I’m praying for you! It must be hard to deal with, but stay strong on the inside, sister, and leave the rest with Him. Cling to His promises. God bless you! ❤ Please keep us updated.


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