There have been several moments in my life where I’ve wondered where God was. I’m not proud of these moments but I won’t lie and say I’m the perfect Christian or that I never doubt the Lord. The past several months have been difficult for me, spiritually and mentally. I work in Washington D.C., where I truly believe the battle is raging more-so than nearly anywhere in the world.
There is a spiritual heaviness residing over the city, something that is nearly palpable. It makes me sad to admit, but my Nation’s Capitol, although physically beautiful, has become dirty with the darkness we have allowed into the country. I say “we” because the church has allowed this to happen. We didn’t stand against evil when it knocked on our door because we feared what the masses would think, now we are dealing with the repercussions of opening the door rather than locking it and telling the enemy to leave.