Have you ever stood in a battle you didn’t even pick — wondering why God let you walk into the fire?
I have.
And let me keep it real with you — it’s in the fire that you find out who's actually fighting for you.
In 2021, I found myself locked inside a 6x9 concrete cell, facing kidnapping charges — for trying to protect my own kids.
Let that sink in. I wasn’t there because I broke the law. I was there because I was fighting for my children.
It didn’t make any sense.
Just 45 days earlier, I was baptizing people at the lake.
Two weeks before that, I was casting out demons with another servant of the Lord in the desert.
And now, I was behind bars — concrete walls, cold steel toilet, flickering fluorescent light humming above my head like a demon laughing in the dark.
It felt like hell had opened its jaws and swallowed me whole.
I remember sitting on that hard bench the first day, heart pounding with confusion, my spirit crushed.
I cried. I yelled. I questioned everything.
“This isn’t fair, God! I gave up everything to follow You — and this is what I get?” My thoughts raced.
And right there — in the middle of my wallowing — I heard Him.
Not loud. But piercing.
"Are you ready to let this go?"
That question hit me like a freight train.
Was I going to keep fighting in my own strength?
Was I going to keep defending myself?
Or… was I finally ready to surrender the outcome to the King who never loses?
I breathed deep. And I whispered, “I'm ready.”
Immediately — no delay, no hesitation — He gave me an assignment:
Turn around and pray with the man behind you.
I turned, and that’s when I saw him.
Devon.
This dude was massive. Vicious looking. A wall of tattoos covered his arms, neck, even his face. His eyes were dark, wild — like a man who had seen too much and trusted nothing.
You could feel the torment on him like a weight in the air.
I was nervous. But I obeyed.
I said, “Hey man… can I pray with you?”
He looked at me for a second — like he didn’t know whether to laugh or swing on me.
But something shifted. He nodded.
And man… we prayed.
I poured my soul out for this brother. I don’t even remember what I said — the Holy Ghost just took over.
And here’s the wild part: God didn’t just answer my prayers. He answered Devon’s too.
That same day — the very same day — Devon got a call from his attorney.
Some of the charges he was facing were being dropped. The rest were being reconsidered.
His life changed. His whole countenance lit up like someone cracked open the window and let the light flood in.
Tears welled up in his eyes. And I watched the Lord melt a hardened, street-hardened gangbanger into a man crying out to Jesus in a cell.
That's when it hit me:
God didn’t put me in the fire to burn me.
He He allowed me to go there to bring His fire to someone else.
The battle wasn’t about my freedom anymore.
It was about His Kingdom.
The battle you’re fighting isn’t even yours. It’s God’s.
"The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still."
— Exodus 14:14
We say we trust God… until the pressure hits.
Until someone lies about us.
Until we lose the job.
Until the people we loved walk away, and everything we built falls apart.
That’s when the instinct kicks in — to defend ourselves, to fix it, to control the narrative, to clap back, to prove we’re right.
We fight in the flesh… and wonder why we’re still bleeding.
But here's reality:
When you try to fight a spiritual battle with fleshly weapons, you lose every time.
Every time you try to force the outcome, you step into a war you were never built to win.
And what’s worse — when you carry offense, when you let bitterness set up shop in your heart, you drop your shield.
You expose yourself to the enemy.
You step out from under the covering of the King of Kings.
But when you surrender the fight to Him…
When you lay down your sword (or anger) and say, “I trust You,”
He steps onto the battlefield not just as your Savior — but as your Champion.
The Lion of Judah doesn’t lose.
He’s never needed your fists.
He’s never needed your case files.
He’s never asked you to win the war —
He’s only ever asked you to trust Him.
To stand still.
To stay faithful.
To keep worshipping in the storm.
Sometimes the most powerful thing you can do isn’t to strike back — it’s to stand still and watch what Heaven does next.
Because when He fights for you,
The battle shifts.
The outcome changes.
And your story becomes a testimony that hell can’t silence.
If you’re in a battle right now — physically, spiritually, emotionally — here’s how to shift it from your hands to His:
✅ Step 1: Identify the battle you’re trying to fight on your own.
Slow down and ask yourself: What am I carrying that I was never meant to hold?
Is it your reputation? Your finances? A relationship? A legal fight? Your name? Your child?
Be brutally honest — not with the world, but with your soul.
Because what you won't confront, you can't surrender.
And what you refuse to surrender, God won’t override.
This is where healing begins — in the light.
✅ Step 2: Lay it at Jesus’ feet in prayer.
Don’t just say the words — see it.
Visualize the courtroom, the bill, the diagnosis, the broken heart —
And place it at the feet of Jesus.
Picture Him receiving it — not with judgment, but with fierce love.
He knows. He sees. And He’s already gone ahead.
Speak it out loud if you have to:
“Jesus, I give this to You. I trust You with what I can’t fix. I surrender the outcome to Your will.”
This moment isn’t weakness —
This is warfare in its most powerful form.
✅ Step 3: Stop picking it back up. Act like it's already being handled.
Walk different. Talk different. Worship different.
Stop checking the outcome every 5 minutes. Stop trying to re-grab the sword He already picked up for you.
Move like someone who’s already been delivered.
Because the moment you placed it in His hands,
He went to work.
You’re not fighting for victory anymore.
You’re walking from it.
Even if it hasn’t manifested yet — your King already saw it finished.
You were never created to fight your battles alone.
You were created to walk with the King — the One who speaks and storms go silent.
The One who doesn’t lose.
Ever.
He doesn’t just show up when it’s easy.
He shows up when it’s unfair.
When it’s humiliating.
When it’s you, locked in a cell — wondering where He is.
That’s where He steps in. That’s where He shines.
And when He fights for you?
Victory isn’t just possible —
It’s inevitable.
So stop pacing.
Stop pleading for outcomes you already placed in His hands.
Stop thinking you’re alone in this.
Stand still.
Stand strong.
Let Heaven handle it.
He hasn’t forgotten you.
The battle belongs to the Lord — and He finishes what He starts.
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Let’s fight the right way — on our knees, in full surrender, knowing Who goes before us.
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