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Spiritual Warfare and our Children

Weekend Devo — Watch, Pray, Love

Lamplight "At that time the kingdom of heaven will be like ten virgins who took their lamps and went out to meet the bridegroom. Five of them were foolish and five were wise. The foolish ones took their lamps but did not take any oil with them. The wise, however, took oil in jars along with their lamps. The bridegroom was a long time in coming, and they all became drowsy and fell asleep.

"At midnight the cry rang out: 'Here's the bridegroom! Come out to meet him!'

"Then all the virgins woke up and trimmed their lamps. The foolish ones said to the wise, 'Give us some of your oil; our lamps are going out.'

"'No,' they replied, 'there may not be enough for both us and you. Instead, go to those who sell oil and buy some for yourselves.'

"But while they were on their way to buy the oil, the bridegroom arrived. The virgins who were ready went in with him to the wedding banquet. And the door was shut.

"Later the others also came. 'Sir! Sir!' they said. 'Open the door for us!'

"But he replied, 'I tell you the truth, I don't know you.'

"Therefore keep watch, because you do not know the day or the hour."

—Matthew 25:1-12

Based upon the Parable of the Ten Virgins, a reader had this question:

"In light of the second coming of Christ and with respect to being unequally yoked, how should we live each day?"

As if it were our last chance to love our spouse to Christ. As if it's our last chance to pray for them. Every moment can matter. This is part of what Lynn and I want so much to share with our upcoming program "The Intentional Marriage." We can't walk through each day in our marriages just reacting. We need to be intentional in our actions and be proactive. What can I do for my spouse today that shows them I care? What can I do for him or her to make his or her day better? How can I encourage him or her?

While we were living in Europe, my husband rode a motorcycle. He was very good about wearing body armor and everything, but it still worried me. Every time he went out on that motorcycle, I prayed for him. For his protection, etc. That the enemy's plans to take his life too soon would be thwarted.

One day he went out, he almost didn't come home. As he rode past a trailer truck going the opposite direction, the house it carried slid off into my husband's lane, just behind him. He said he felt a whoosh, and when he looked in his side mirror, saw the car that was behind him drive through the house.

I'll never forget that day. I try to never forget to pray for him every time he walks out the door. I always tell him I love him and hold him before he leaves. Whatever happens, I want that man to have no doubts that I love him completely.

That's how we should live each day, giving Christ's love away.

Praying and believing,

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