What is a stronghold anyway? It's a fortress. A place in my heart that is so protected, it takes a miracle and an army to break through.
As I seek answers, my Lord, Jesus, is ever at work to free me from these strongholds in my life. It's amazing to me, always, when I feel as though I've made a breakthrough in one area, a light shines on another.
I saw this principle at work today, so clearly. I've been working with a woman to get her home after a fall. Once we were making progress in one area, I noticed, at the root of it was the fact that she doesn't take her feet from the ground while turning. How did I miss it? I felt like we were starting from square one.
That's how I feel about this spiritual journey I've been on. When I think I've figured it out, guess what? I haven't. I had a dream last night that I was trying to get somewhere and kept encountering extremely steep hills. Climbing them was arduous. To me this symbolizes the struggles I am having inside myself.
At this point in time, I don't even know what the internal struggle is. I do know I'm not comfortable in my own skin and feel as though I need to find something. Fantasizing the freedom to seek until I find the answers. No recriminations.