Again. And again. And again.

 ♪…. I’m calling the angels down

I’m storming the gates of hell

Tell the devil he don’t own my soul

I’m taking back what the enemy stole♪

(Take It All Back)

Sunday, January 18, 2026 (4:30 a.m.)

Holy God,

Thank You! I’ve been singing that verse for a few days.

(6:57 a.m.)

I’m starting again Blessed God. And I thank You. Again. And again. And again.

Father, I am confessing to You the VERY low opinion I have of myself. Hence the need for the song above. Again I have fallen hard and deep into the trap of feeling that I don't measure up. To some impossibly high, imaginary standard I have set for myself.

I BELIEVE I am made in You image (Genesis 1:27). I am convinced that I am “uniquely and wonderfully made” (Psalm 139:14). I want to learn to live as though I trust You to know what is best for me in all circumstances.

I took a break from here earlier because I was feeling frustrated in not finding a different song title I was struggling to identify. As soon as I was involved with the much needed watering of outdoor plants, there came the word!

It wasn’t “I’ll never stop loving…” or “You’ll never stop loving….” Nope! What You’ll never stop doing is ♪Fighting For Me♪

Father, thank You. I’ve been reading Your Word since very early this morning. I want so much to apply Your Truth to my way of thinking. Trusting that any battle we encounter truly is Yours (2 Chronicles 20:15).

(8:11 a.m.)

I absolutely believe what You say is True. I want to live in Your light. NOT the darkness that satan’s lies cast over me. I have been allowing him to steal my JOY again. See once more the first song of the day.

In my current fairly fragile state, I am asking You to do the fighting for me! I love You Father. I need. Trust. And want You. Desperately. Do all You must that I will live this day [which You have made (Psalm 118:24a)] rejoicing and being glad (v.24b).

(8:29 a.m.)

Yes. And as the morning progresses so do the song choices. Now I’m singing Your truth through Jeremy Camp’s aptly titled ♪Again♪ 

Mm, yes Father. I am here again. Asking. Seeking. Knocking (Matthew 7:7) that You will do all that only You are able on my behalf. Mm. Yes. Do all You must. Thank You. Praise You. Amen.

(393 words ~8:35 a.m.)