I have come to realize that there are more facets to my personality
than most people realize. People see many sides of me, it’s true… but there are
still sides that most do not see. People see Hannah, their family member…
Hannah, their friend… Hannah, the worship leader… Hannah, the writer… but few
people ever see Hannah, the warrior.
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Uwimana Hannah wearing a "tallit gadol" or Hebrew prayer shawl. |
Most times I struggle with my spirituality like most people do. I
have faith, and I have doubts. I wonder if God hears me. I wonder if I’ve
displeased Him, and it pains me that I do not love Him like I should. But when
there is a cry, a plea… a desperate request for help, I have nothing but
confidence.
Because war is familiar to
me, in the spirit realm at least. I may waver in confidence at times, I may
sigh and complain and wonder and mutter… but when it is time to fight, I know.
My head comes up, my eyes narrow, and I hit what used to be called the
“warrior’s center”; when you forget who you are, where you are, and everything
else that’s going on around you. I feel confident when I’m in battle… spiritual
battle, that is.
I am confident because I am a trained soldier. I have been for
years. I know my enemy and his tactics, I know my weapons, and I know my
Captain. When I am girded with His armor, I am capable of staring into the very
eyes of the enemy without fear… and I’ve done it. Because of His victory on the
Cross, I have laughed at the enemy. I have come face-to-face with his demons…
and I have prevailed. I may be in my mid-twenties… in wisdom I am older. The
Holy Spirit is a mature Spirit… which explains why I have seen four- and
five-year-old children pray with knowledge, revelation, and wisdom far beyond
their years.
People say that Uwimana
Hannah is a great prayer warrior, but I know the truth… it is only when I cease
to be “Uwimana Hannah” and instead become a servant of the Master, when I
become empty of myself and full of Him, that He is able to use me at all.