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I am a soldier in the army of my God. Jesus is my commanding officer. The Bible is my code of conduct. I am a volunteer in this army, and I am enlisted for eternity. I will either retire in this army at the Lord’s return or die in this army, but I will not get out, be talked out, or pushed out. I am a soldier.

I am a soldier. I am not a baby. I do not need to be pampered, petted, pumped up, picked up. I am a soldier.

No one has to call me, remind me, write me, visit me, entice me, or lure me. I am a soldier.

No one has to send me flowers, gifts, food, cards, candy, or give me handouts. I am a soldier.

I do not need to be cuddled, cradled, cared for, or catered to. I am committed. I am a soldier.

I cannot have my feelings hurt bad enough to turn me around. I cannot be discouraged enough to turn me aside. I cannot lose enough to cause me to quit. I am a soldier.

When Jesus called me into this army, I had nothing. If I end up with nothing, I will still come out ahead. I will win! I am a soldier of Christ.