Every Sunday since mid July, I have attended church. It has never crossed my mind not to go since my home church, Church in The Son, is so awesome. I look forward to it every week, and even though I can’t get up early the rest of the week, I always seem to pop right out of bed at 7:00 a.m. on Sundays.

Today, something was different. My alarm never went off, but I still woke up. I was in the middle of a dream, and something jolted me at about 7:30 a.m. I was extremely tired as I wondered why my alarm didn’t go off, and I laid there and started rationalizing why I shouldn’t go. “I don’t have anything to wear, there’s no gas in my car, I don’t feel like pumping gas, the message probably isn’t for me this week, I’ll do some extra reading of the scriptures, I’ll watch an older teaching online, etc.”.

My body started to twitch all over, as it sometimes does when I wake up and try to fall back asleep. I thought to myself maybe there were angels poking me, and trying to wake me up. It sure felt like it, and I could hear the Lord saying to my spirit, “get up and get ready for church.” I didn’t want to though, and I decided I was going to fight Him.

I literally said, “nope, I’m not going. I’m laying right here, and you are just going to have to make me.” Now I know why He is called our Father, and we are His children. He knows me very well though, and He spoke this word (kindly), “Justin, if your enemy is working so hard to keep you from going to church this morning, than you should know how great the thing is that I have prepared for you.” Errr, He knows how much I refuse to let the devil win!

I said, “Fine, fine, fine! I’ll go! May the Glory be Yours!”, and from the moment I got out of bed until right now I have been blessed with the presence of the Lord.

So, why did the devil work so hard to keep me from going today? It was just as God had said. There was an incredible anointing on the Pastor, a heavy anointing on the congregation, and a special word from the Lord, that not only touched my heart, but quite a few others as well.

I even got there and back with my gas light on;)

The moral of the story is… Get your butt up, and go to church. God has something to say!