A few years ago, I found myself in a season of life where, no matter what the enemy threw my way, I remained silent. I would go to the Lord and ask Him to do something, but then I would walk away crying and wondering why all of this was happening to me. What I did not know was that I was in a battle. I wasn't supposed to be silent or timid about my requests. God did not want me to have that pain and distress in my life, He wanted me free. I was supposed to put on the armor of God and pray …