All artists face a time in their careers when they are assailed with doubt about their competence and their artistic dream. I faced such a time early in my writing career. 

I had only recently discerned God’s call on my life to write. But I had not yet fully grasped the significance of that call nor the opposition to it that the enemy would throw my way. 

As I began to learn the power of speaking what God spoke about me, I met a person one day who asked me what I did as a profession. Suddenly, I faced the moment of truth. Would I say what God had spoken into my heart, or would I fumble, out of a false sense of humility, and say something to the contrary? I decided to agree with God. So I opened my mouth and said, “I am a writer”. 

Well, I almost choked on the words. Instantly, I heard a voice in my head say, “Who do you think you are, calling yourself a writer? What do you know about writing?” 

I immediately knew that my adversary was in the room. So I turned to him in the spirit realm, pointed my finger in his face and said, “God has called me a writer, so I am a writer. Now flee from me, in the Name of Jesus.” 

And you know what? He fled and never returned. Glory to God!