Several years ago, I was at a prayer meeting for a certain ministry. For some reason that I don't remember now, everyone was stressed out. Someone spoke in tongues and then it was interpreted, and in the interpretation they said, "diary farts" instead of fiery darts. Everyone ended up laughing and the stress left the room. I often think of that when I am being attacked by the words of the enemy. The fiery darts of the wicked.
We need to remember that we wrestle not against flesh and blood.
Dear Heavenly Father, you are so amazing and wonderful. Thank you for the armor of Ephesians 6, that we can be armed against the spiritual wickedness in high places. In Jesus name. Amen.
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