Fighting from a place of victory

When I thought I’d seen it all on social media, I stumbled onto one of the wildest clips yet.

A young influencer—calm, composed—was crouched on the side of the road, petting a stray possum as if it were her household pet.

Not a baby, but a full-grown, wild possum—completely out of place in her hands.

And as strange as it was, what struck me wasn’t just the behavior—it was the recognition that, spiritually, we do the same thing.

We try to domesticate what was never meant to be handled.

We make peace with what came to war against us.

We form long-term agreements with the one who vowed to bruise our heel.

And somehow, we call it normal.

You would never say you’re at peace with the enemy.

In your mind, you’re at war.

But the only problem is—you seem to be the only one who knows it.

How else would you explain that the enemy continues to operate freely in your life and does not consider you a threat?

There is not enough room within us to house both the lies of the enemy and the oil of the Spirit.

At some point, something has to be confronted.

So let me ask you:

When cycles of illness run through your family, what is your posture? 

When stagnation settles in, what do you do with it? 

When your finances come under attack, what is your response?

You cannot be a victorious Christian while tolerating patterns that refuse to leave your life.

Yes, you pray.

But do you fight?

Do you wage war over what has been stolen, or have you quietly accepted certain losses as “just the way things are”?

Maybe you’ve made peace with the idea that some battles will follow your bloodline.

Maybe you’ve accepted lack, delay, or cycles as permanent residents.

But I haven’t.

I’ve entered a season where I refuse to let a defeated foe live rent-free in my life.

It’s time for an eviction notice.

This unwanted guest does not get to extend its stay over my home, my lineage, or my substance.

And it shouldn’t overrule yours either.

We’ve spent too much time sharpening our weapons against each other, yet shrinking back when our real enemy strikes.

That ends now.

Recalibrate your focus. 

Redirect your fight.

Be relentless about what touches your life.

Wake up. Stop praying only for survival—and start warring for transformation.

Refuse to stop halfway through what you’ve been given authority to overcome.

Ask God to expose the roots. 

Break the agreement with what should never have been entertained. 

Refuse to pass down what you have the authority to uproot.

Be bold enough to confront what has been hiding in comfort.

Don’t let another day end with darkness operating unchecked in your house.

Pray with authority. 

Stand with conviction. 

Fight with certainty.

And take back what was always yours— your joy, your time, your health, your peace.

Remember, yo u are fighting from a place of victory. 

Victory is already yours. Your assignment is sim

ply to enforce what has already been decided.

With love always,

Bestie