I don’t know if it is because I am in menopause or just what, but I have recently come through an unusual spiritual battle. I say unusual because the gist of it was my salvation, whether or not I am still saved. I think it unwise to go into details in this public forum, but I will share this: The enemy tried to convince me to fling away my hope and that is what ended the battle. If I have a hope to fling away, I have a hope, and if I have a hope I am saved because that is evidence of things not seen.
We know the schemes of the enemy: 2 Corinthians 2:11 .