m.REY

Dear Satan,

First, and foremost, please know that you will NEVER win me over. So, I wish you would stop trying. I hate you. You and your evil spirits are wasting your time and energy on me. Sometimes I think you are seriously stupid. You already know that you cannot defeat my God, and that my prayers in His name can quickly expose the coward in you. Nevertheless, you continue to pursue me every now and then. You even had the nerve to attack me in my sleep. That has to be one of the dumbest moves you have ever pulled. Please know that when my natural is off duty, my supernatural is on watch— the God in me is wide awake. That is why every time you visit me in my sleep, my first and only reaction is continuous and fervent prayer. To be honest, I’ve never prayed more intensely in my natural state than I did in those nightmares whenever you show up. My God has plans for me— extraordinary ones. We have a mission, and as a team, it will be accomplished. This is not a game. This is my life. This is His will. So, do you really think that you can stop us?

I have a true relationship with God. He is my strength when I am weak. I have become so strong in Him, that those little weaknesses that you may find in me are useless for you to pursue. Exposing them will never overpower the overall strength in me. So, please, stop waiting for me to fall weak. I may fall short, but I will never stoop to your level.

Oh, and one more thing just to be clear— Whenever you accomplish any of your little tasks to bring me down, don’t be so quick to boast about it. God showed me that His hand is on my life, and that He is constantly watching what you are attempting with me. With that said, He has confirmed that anything that you successfully do to my life is because He allowed you to do it. So, in actuality, you are helping Him bless me. Things that you and I may think are “bad”, may be “right” in accordance to His plans for me.

I have 100% faith in my God, and I trust Him with my life. Sometimes, I even ask Him to test me— so, I can prove my faith to myself and to Him. That’s part of the reason why you have been able to get at me here and there. Just remember, He let you.

It’s funny how this letter began with hate, a feeling that you’ve taught me, but as I’m ending this letter, I’ve noticed that I am filled with contentment— We may battle a bit throughout my life, but in the end, as I walk with the Lord, I will always have victory because He is Jehova Nissi.

Never yours,
m.REY

Ps. To God be all the glory ;)

Yes. Within the past several months, I’ve changed greatly. This transformation has impacted my life so much that it feels uncomforatble to sit in the same name as who I was before. By ear, it really isn’t a drastic change— “M.A.” to “m.REY” .. almost sounds the same actually; however, that’s only what is on the surface.

Rey in Spanish means King. Yes, Reyes is my last name, and it literally translates to Kings in Spanish. Problem is, the new me only believes in one King— that is, Jesus Christ. During these past several months, I’ve been focusing more and more on growing my relationship with God through Christ. I am extraordinarily and supernaturally greater when He is my focus. So, when I see my name, it is a reminder of where my greatest strengths come from, and it easily puts who I am in focus— He is the BIGGER part of me. I strive to live in His Spirit, in hopes that when people see me or call on me, they will naturally think of Him first before me.

So, there it is. I wasn’t all that compelled to explain. So, I tried to make it short and sweet, but I just wanted to prevent all the questions and teeth sucking from those that have known me as “M.A.” for the longest time ;)

If you can roll with it, it would inspire me to become even Greater. From the effort, speaks support and respect. Nevertheless, I love you all no matter what.

-m.REY