We HAD chickens. 27 hens, 7 peeps, and 1 rooster to be exact. One day, not too long ago, ShaLyn informed us that she had only counted 18 hens that day. It seems our chickens were disappearing. It was decided, in order to stop further elimination of our chicken population, that we would need to be more proactive in closing the barn door every night. Simple solution!!! But foxes, which we believe was/is the culprit, have a way of getting in places that not every critter can. Our chicken disappearing problem continues....
Let spiritualize this-
The barn, where our chickens are housed, is like a persons soul. Similarly they both have areas that have not been secured, openings where the foxes can come in. The fox represents the devil, the enemy of our soul. Just like our fox here that has access to the barn because we have left doors open and there are holes in the barn, the devil has access to areas in our life because we have not closed doors. Areas of pain in our lives that are unhealed are an open door. Generational curses passed down through the family are open doors. There are many different areas that if they're not taken care of by the authority given in Jesus name and curses that have not been broken off in Jesus name, can become a stronghold for "the fox". And day after day he'll come back to "the barn" and continue to steal your "chickens". He'll steal your joy, your identity, your freedom in Christ, anything he can. BUT- we have the opportunity to "clean house" and sure up the barn. We can tear down the strongholds in Jesus name, close the doors that we've opened by our sinful choices etc, and break off the generational curses. That way when the fox returns we can stand back and watch as he tries to get in the barn, only to discover that we have a new strategy. He no longer has the rite of passage into our "barn". We've been made whole, we've sealed the entrance and we've closed all the little holes!! What a victory to see that fox turn and walk away with his tail between his legs!!!
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