It’s been days and days of crazy and confusion and chaos and I’ve felt as though the roaring lion is pacing back and forth and back and forth around my camp. And the fence is high and there’s fire on the fence that’s keeping him out, but he’s still there just looking and seeking any way possible to get in and attack. And I’ve been praying and reading and praying and fighting and some moments I think we’ve turned the corner and peace is restored and then suddenly my head is whipped around again and I’m stunned speechless once more.
It’s been quite a few years since I’ve walked through this kind of attack and back then I failed miserably and opened the gate and the lion came right on in and sat for tea. And I discussed with him rationally how I wasn’t going to participate and he politely agreed but was secretly plotting subterfuge and the next thing I know I was taken hostage. Kidnapped into months misery that almost crushed me.
I didn’t know then that I should fight or how to fight or how to keep the gate locked and barricaded. And I didn’t know it was because the lion was desperate to keep me from the life-changing blessing waiting around the corner. I didn’t know he would do everything he could to take it away from me. But by His grace, God kept it secure and safe until I came through the fire smelling of smoke and covered in soot and singed, but alive.
Because of the intensity of it again this time, I’m fighting harder and praying harder and locking the gate and barricading the fence. But at the same time I’m resting in the Lord and only He knows how fighting and resting work hand-in-hand in situations such as these, but they do.
Because the battle is His (1 Samuel 17:47). My strength only comes from His strength (Ephesians 6:10). If I ask for wisdom on how to pray, He will give it to me. (James 1:5). No weapon formed against me will prosper (Isaiah 54:17). And God will work all things for His glory, even this (Romans 8:28).
David knew this delicate balance of fight and rest and seek and learn and said it so succinctly in Psalm 61:2, “From the end of the earth will I cry to You, when my heart is overwhelmed and fainting; lead me to the rock that is higher than I.” Having God lead me to that rock and me climbing that rock and getting to the top of the rock allows me to see the situation with clarity and perspective that is impossible to see from the center of the fenced in camp. And on the top of the rock is where there is peace in battling and rest in fighting and all the other anomalies that come from walking this walk called Christianity.
Because He is the Rock. And while the devil prowls around like a lion, Jesus is the lion. Another anomaly.
So I sit at the top of the rock with my face toward the sun and the breeze blows through my hair and it whispers to rest in Him. And I am at rest. And I realize that resting is the best offensive battle I could ever, ever do. For when I walk through the valley He is with me so I do not need fear evil. And for this, I am most thankful.
What are you thankful for this week?