The War for Your Purpose

“The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.”
— John 10:10

You didn’t just “fall” into addiction.
You were targeted.

Before you were addicted to anything, you were anointed for something.
And that anointing has always been a threat.
To the enemy.
To hell.
To every generational curse you were meant to break.

Addiction didn’t come for you because you were weak.
It came because you were called.
Because if the enemy can keep you asleep, he doesn’t need to kill you —
you’ll waste your own life drifting.

Let’s call it what it is: assignment warfare.

This is not about coping or cravings.
This is about blinding you before you ever step into who you really are.

The enemy’s strategy is ancient.
Steal. Kill. Destroy.
But the first thing he goes after is your sight.

If he can keep you numbing, scrolling, drinking, clicking, performing —
he can keep you from seeing.

And when a man doesn’t see, he perishes.

Addiction Always Hides a Bigger Battle

You’re not stuck because you’re incapable.
You’re stuck because you’ve been sedated.

And most men don’t even realize the battle they’re in because they’ve mistaken spiritual warfare for personal failure.

But this isn’t just a pattern. It’s a plan.
A demonic strategy designed to keep you from walking in power.
Because the moment you wake up,
the moment you start to live with clarity and fire and truth —
you become dangerous again.

“If our gospel is veiled, it is veiled to those who are perishing. The god of this age has blinded the minds…”
— 2 Corinthians 4:3–4

That veil is the real addiction.
It keeps you from seeing who you are.
It keeps you from remembering that you’re a son, not a slave.

Why It Hits So Hard

You’re not medicating because you love sin.
You’re medicating because you’re weary.
You’re trying to silence the ache that nothing else seems to reach.
And somewhere along the way, your heart stopped believing that purpose was still possible.

But the ache isn’t a curse. It’s a compass.
It points to everything you were born to be but haven’t yet become.
And instead of following it to Jesus, we settle for fast fixes and short-term highs.

We numb.
We hide.
We tell ourselves it’s “not that bad.”

But every time you give in to the false comfort, you reinforce the lie that this is just your story now.
And it’s not.

🔥 A Personal Reflection: Purpose vs. Preservation

In most men, there’s untapped potential —
a deep, quiet purpose buried beneath the noise.
Not always loud.
But always present.
It’s the desire to protect, to build, to serve, to make things better for others.

But addiction crushes that.

It dulls the desire for impact and replaces it with survival.
It kills generosity and replaces it with self-preservation.
It trades your mission for your comfort — and slowly sedates the fire you were meant to carry.

This is why it’s so dangerous.

It doesn’t just distract men — it disables them.
And before long, men who were built to lead are just trying not to fall apart.

But imagine this:
a world where men saw clearly.
Where addiction didn’t dilute their discipline.
Where calling wasn’t lost in coping.

That kind of world?
That kind of man?

Hell wouldn’t stand a chance.

This Is War

Brother, make no mistake.
This is war.
And it’s not just over your sobriety —
It’s over your sonship.
Over your fire.
Over your legacy.

You’ve been fed shame for too long.
It’s time to start feeding the fire again.

You’re not broken beyond repair.
You’re a man under attack.
Because hell saw your potential —
and got nervous.

But here’s the part the enemy never planned for:
You’re still breathing.
And that means there’s still time to rise.

Journal Prompts:

1. What moments or seasons in my life led me to believe that I wasn’t meant for more?

2. Where in my life have I been sedating instead of surrendering?

3. What does spiritual war look like in my daily life — and what weapons have I been ignoring?