My headline today makes me swallow back the tears again.
It’s what I said more than once to my sweet sis who went to heaven this summer.
Her fight is over. She went out in faith and love. My fight and yours — well, that is very much ongoing.
The fight theme is very much a thread that runs from the beginning to the end of the Bible. But I despise war! I hate a family feud. Raised voices and angry tones make me sick inside. I’m not even fond of cutting jokes and sarcasm just to be sarcastic.
“That old serpent, the Devil” doesn’t give us much choice. He walks around on a search and destroy mission. I could feel his slimey breath this week. The horror of a yet another diagnosis. Answers we didn’t want. A doctor who delivered the news in such a callous, crass, self-serving way that I called her the “b” word. Something I have never called another human being.
You know when Satan is seeking to destroy your faith. He uses people — those who are His willing instruments. Yes, like Hitler’s cronies, or those who fund and work for Planned Parenthood, those instruments seek to convince you that their way is the ONLY and BEST option. Whatever the abominable system calls for is right. It must be. Some group of wealthy doctors, philosophers, and politicians says so.
GOD calls us to fight for our covenant marriages, for our children, for whatever is true and lovely and right! Like a friend of mine who found out she is carrying a Down’s baby — NO! NO way, your other “option” is not even an option! I don’t want to fall prey to Satan’s mind games.
“Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour.
RESIST him, steadfast in the faith, knowing that the same sufferings are experienced by your brotherhood in the world.” I Peter 5:8-9
We have to keep our weary heads in the game, dear sisters. Be sober, clearheaded, truth-filled thinking. Be vigilant, always watching our backs with our weapons handy. Gotta keep those dukes up.
I felt so tired and alone, trying to be strong for both of us with the forked tongue of the Serpent right there in front of me. My husband was feeling so weak, and sick, and tired of being sick and tired.
What’s a body to do? We prayed. We cried a lot. We’re not done doing either.
I can’t. I can’t do this alone. Neither can you.
“God resists the proud, but gives grace to the humble.
Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God that He may exalt you in due time.
Casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you.” I Peter 5:5-7
Jesus, the Author and Finisher of our faith, will not leave us to fight alone.
Jesus, who bore our griefs and carried our sorrows, understands the deepest agony of our earthly sorrows.
Jesus, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, is interceding for us in glory.
Jesus, that great shepherd of His sheep, is preparing a place of greatest peace and beauty for us when this earthly fight is done.
Keep fighting on your knees, dear one. Keep your dukes up.