Praying through Ephesians 6 this morning, I started noticing all the possessive words.  The armour? It’s God’s. The schemes? They are the Devil’s.  The struggle? Well, that’s mine. But you know what else is mine in this passage?  The ground.  “…stand your ground…” I am standing on legitimate ground.  I am not trespassing.  This is my inheritance.  It’s my birthright and my … Continue reading Stand Your Ground