Every night when I go to bed, I am wounded, struck down by the battles of the day. I would say that the battles can’t be as hard as what others may face. But the battles are mine, and I am tested to the full. That which I am most weak in is the place of the most intense fighting.
I lie awake for some time replaying the events of the day. When my eyes finally close, The Lord gives me the rest I need, both physical and spiritual. “Rest, my child, for tomorrow is a new day of battles.” “What, Lord? More battles? I may not want to awaken from this peaceful solitude. How could I fight when I barely made it through this day? Why would you enlist me once again when my wounds are still fresh?”
But while I am asleep, He renews me and miraculously heals all my wounds. And before the early morning light, He awakens me. He nourishes and feeds me with His Word to strengthen me to fight once more. He communes with me that I almost forget the spiritual war waging around me. He outfits me with an armor that can withstand the fiercest combat (Ephesians 6:13-17). From head to toe, I am protected, with my only weapon being a sword. But not just any sword; it is the sword of the Spirit, the Word of God. It is the same sword Jesus wielded when faced with the flaming darts of Satan in the wilderness (Matthew 4:1-11).
“Am I ready, Lord? ” What would make me want to face what I faced yesterday? What enabled Joshua to be strong and courageous and lead the Israelites into the promised land (Joshua 1:1-9)? What compelled Isaiah to say, “Here I am! Send me” to go to a people with dull hearts, heavy ears, and blind eyes (Isaiah 6:8-10)? Before these faithful men came face to face with the struggles ahead, they faced the God who had sent them.
So, The Lord takes me aside to meet with Him. He reminds me to behold Him in all His glory and majesty, as Isaiah did. He reveals Himself to me through His Word. Then, He sends me off. “Take courage, dear child. Stand firm, and I will be with you.”
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