 A hidden reality veiled from her eyes, invisible action as real as the sunrise, an evil too vile to imagine, a glory too breathtaking to conceive, a battle more vast than we could believe. Spiritual forces in the midst of war, but destiny has been declared out of the lion's roar, generations waiting for Messiah. Religious leaders despised him, skeptics questioned him, Romans hated him, demons fled from him, the blind could see because of him, the sinful could walk with him, the sick were healed through him, the alpha and omega, dawning human flesh to be born from on high to be born in the mess. Sin and the devil's infiltration captivated every nation, but Christ's declaration of redemption continued the path toward restoration. From the Garden of Eden to the Garden of Gethsemane, God wasn't surprised by the enemy spreading lies from the beginning, the serpent still hissing. Every believer, an adversary, every prayer a decree, but he lurks in the darkness, assembling his company, prowling around, seeking to destroy, as the darkness surrounds and the world his toy. Did God really say or the words of his artillery, God's word, our sword, equipped in his army? God's will, nothing escapes his sovereignty, God's plan, a sacrifice for the world to be free. Jesus' resurrection, a pronouncement of his victory, his return to every blind eye will see, every knee will bow, every tongue will confess that Jesus' Lord, he has conquered death. Spiritual battles we walk and aware, but with Christ as our armor, his word, our answer, prayer, our shield, his presence, our comfort, and his power, our strength. We will press on, we will keep the faith, he is for us, and he is glorious, he is with us, and he is forever victorious.