Fires break my heart...

Last night I found out that fires ravage our beautiful Colorado once again. I'm speechless. I don't know what to do...I'm gone, & even if I was home, there wouldn't be much else I COULD do aside from pray, which I've been doing here, but it carries such a disheartening feeling with it. & that's how I know that this is Satan. Man. I. Hate. Him. He oppresses us, & prods us, & he just all around makes us feel down right crumby! He brings us to tears, & he hurts us, he gives us outrageously false ideas about who we are, & what we should do, but what I've learned is that in those awful things, he gives us that push, that little baby shove, to defy him, & fall on God, to say that, "No! we will not take that as the final answer!"

we are called to pray IN FAITH. & so pray in faith we shall do. Satan doesn't have any grip on us, & we can tell him to get behind us, because we have the authority & the empowerment of the Holy Spirit. we have the strength to endure these fires, & anything else Satan decides to throw our way. We may have only a little strength, but we are not weak, we are God's children, & He will not let us be destroyed.