Get out of my head Satan

A journal entry from January 1, 2016      

         Satan is making a last ditch effort here to bring me down.  But he is just showing me how much I need my God, how much I need to walk with Jesus.  Satan get out of my head, out of my room, out of my writing.  In the name Jesus, get out of my life.  I don’t need you here.  You have done your damage and God has used it for his good.  Your poison has caused me to rescue my husband from your clutches.  God and I saved him and then they both turned and saved me.  I walk with Jesus now.  His spirit is in me and I will not let you take me or this marriage down.  Get out of my life Satan, out of my house, my car, out of Joe’s car, out of my bed and my head, get out of my writing.  I want my writing to be full of the power of the Holy Spirit that lives in me.  I have God’s Holy Spirit in me and you cannot get me while the spirit is in me.  I may waver now and then but God is creating a new heart in me.  God loves me more than you could ever hate me.  God has given me an amazing husband and I love him like no one else.  Get out Satan you do not have a foot hold here.  My life is good and I won’t let you take that away from me.