Php 3:13-14 Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.
Over the past few days, one of our servers that hosts roughly 20 different websites was breached and used to send SPAM. While no real damage was done, the thousands of bounced messages literally caused the server to shut down. There was no personal information stored on the server, however, the hours spent setting up a new server in the midst of a speaking tour created chaos, which we really didn’t have the time to deal with. However, the worst of it is all over, and we’re back! Just as we’re getting ready to launch another website (https://worthy.bible) for the Kingdom … we get attacked from all sides!
Isn’t it the way it is sometimes? As soon as you make that leap and take on a responsibility that stretches your faith, the enemy comes and tries to find a way to hinder you from going forward!
But we have NO intention of allowing him to squelch our plans! We are pressing forward toward the “high calling of God in Christ Jesus!”
You don’t let him either! Has God been calling you to do something specific? Has He laid something on your heart to do, and you keep being sidetracked with other things? Go do it! Don’t let anything stop you! Be blessed this weekend … we’ll see you on Monday! Shabbat Shalom!
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