Hope BlogThe steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, His mercies never come to an end.
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Having done all STAND…. The strong warrior stands defiant, but clearly the underdog. He is fitted with the best armor and stands firmly for his cause. About his head is a helmet. Saving his mind from the blows of this enemy and protecting him from any thoughts that might destroy him before the battle begins. On his chest is a breastplate protecting his heart from corruption. About his waist is the belt of truth, holding up his garments to keep him from being tripped up in the battle. On his left arm a shield to extinguish any flaming arrow of the enemy. And in His right hand a sword to protect himself but also attack his enemies. His feet are fitted with readiness like a boxer in the ring. Ready to dodge anything and advance. But this enemy is well prepared, well trained and well experienced. Even the best equipped warrior is often no match. The battle begins. The two circle each other, sizing the other up with each step. Then the hits start. At first the warrior is able to match his enemy, until the enemy begins to taunt him. He reminds him of his past and breaks him down with reminders of who he used to be. The warrior hadn’t been strong or particularly good with a sword. He had failed many times and in many ways and his enemy knows it. With every blow he strips away a little piece of the armor that was so well chosen. The enemy pounces and taunts and laughs and never seems to feel any strike. With each hit he delivers he seems to get stronger and more confident, while stripping it away from the warrior. Finally the warrior has no defense and no weapon. There is nothing left to do but take the blows. Each one bringing him closer to his death. He raises his arm to block a blow and falls to his knees. Another hits him across his face and his body collapses to the mud. The warrior has all but given up. His face is in the mud and he is trying to find the strength to get up for what he knows will be the last time. And then these words begin to ring in his ears and begin to make their way to his heart. “Having done all, stand.” They reverberate within him and as they do the taunts of the enemy standing over him begin to fade. From somewhere deep inside, he finds the strength to move his little finger and then the muscles in his arm begin to ripple as he pushes himself from the ground. He rises to his knees and lifts a foot to the kneeling position. The enemy reels backwards in astonishment. Finally as his heart beats with word “stand, stand, stand” the warrior rises. And then, as if by the very act of standing has defeated this enemy, the beast began to collapse in on himself. A violent shriek escapes from his throat. His chest cracks as he looks down in anguish. The sound from his throat is drowned out by the intensifying roar of light coming from deep inside him. Within seconds the light bursts forth and completely disintegrates his body. The hero looks up to heaven. Battered to the point of death. His chest heaving with every breath. Tears streak his dirt stained face and he raises his fist to the sky. He rejoices in victory with a deep shout. He has withstood his enemy. More importantly having done all he stands. Comments are closed.
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