Life can be like a war zone at times with bombs going off around me. Shrapnel whizzes by and hits me right in the back. Words shot forth from long-range missiles travel through the air on a trajectory path straight from someone’s mouth to hit my heart, intending to wound or destroy.
Warfare is inevitable. I can’t deny it exists nor can I ignore the situations. I pick my battles wisely for they are coming my way whether I like it or now. If I am breathing, I will be involved in some kind of skirmish at some point.
I take the hits. I keep walking. Some battles try to slow me down or incapacitate me but I am a warrior by nature and a fighter at heart so I keep walking. Not much keeps me down.
I have been through a lot in my life. If you live over 50 years, and you live life in full measure, you experience warfare. If you are determined to walk in your authentic purpose, you will be the object of persecution at some point.
It’s like this. If you don’t want to be attacked, just hide out, never revealing who you are to anyone. Never take any risks. Always play the game by the set rules. And, never never, in this politically correct world, tell people what you really feel, think or believe. That will all assure you are safe and sound.
It will also assure you of a life lived in the shadows, blending into cultural conformity political correctness. Do you want that? Maybe you do. Maybe you don’t. Maybe you are afraid. There’s something great about being older. It’s not that I do care. It’s not that I don’t care. It’s just that I don’t have the time to be anyone else but me.
Today I am here to tell you that warfare is inevitable so pick your battles wisely. Reminds me of a story.
Enter David. (1 Samuel 17). Stuck in the fields, he receives his training in the wilderness of wide-open spaces, tending a bunch of sheep. He goes to deliver food to his brothers who are out on the battlefield, fighting the Philistine army
Enter Goliath, a hulk of a man, wearing 126 pounds of armor, ready to fight. Let the battle begin.
David sees the situation quite clearly. No one is willing to stand up and fight. Being young and inexperienced (which does not depend on age), he looks around disgusted that these warriors are kowtowing to the giant. His response is classic.
For who is this uncircumcised Philistine, that he should defy the armies of the living God. (1 Samuel 17:26 NKJVS)
In other words, he’s saying to Goliath, “Who do you exactly think you are?”
And, in the same question, he aims at the heart of the Israelites and says, “Are you really telling me that you are going to take this lying down?”
Instead of being applauded for his bravado, his brothers try to slap him down but David answers again with this.
And David said, “ What have I done now? Is there not a cause?” 30 Then he turned from him toward another and said the same thing; and these people answered him as the first ones did. (1 Samuel 17:29-30 NKJVS)
Long story short – Saul hears what David is saying and gives him the go-ahead to fight the battle. At this point, I can only believe most of the men surely thought David was crazy, out of his mind so why bother? Let this guy go for it.
Saul tries to dress David up in his armor, but it doesn’t fit. “And David said to Saul, “I cannot walk with these, for I have not tested them.” So David took them off. (1 Samuel 17:39 NKJVS)
Hint: In fighting battles, never wear someone else’s armor. It does not fit. And if you try to squeeze into it, it won ‘t work. Trust me on that.
Now back to me in present time. If I learn from David’s life I don’t run from a battle that God has already ordained that I win and provided me with the right weapons.
Five – the number of grace.
Stones – the least likely weapon to take down a giant.
In my life, giants at times have taunted me, tried to take me down, insulted me and downright humiliated me. With each one, whether they are fear, rejection, shame, I pick my weapon of grace and let it go, straight and sure.
I live in the world, not of the world. I am in Christ. I am a peacemaker in my heart yet battles rage around me on a regular basis. I pick my battles wisely according to the Spirit of God and don’t waste time or energy on anything not ordained by God.
I don’t use anyone else’s strategy. I don’t avoid the war. I take some battles as my cause to move out to be strong in the Lord and the power of His might.
Practical application time: The other day, I woke up feeling out of sync with everyone and everything. A bit discouraged, feeling like I was going nowhere, I knew I could not bow to it or it would take me down, down, down during the day. (Hint: Demonic attack aimed at my mind, the biggest battlefield.)
I called my husband, my best friend, and shared what I was feeling. The eternal optimist, he never fails to bring me back into reality but never, ever tries to fight my battle. It is mine. Only I can take up the sword of truth at that point. I can’t wear His armor. It does not fit me.
This is a battle that I can’t go around or ignore because these feelings have been a battlefield in my mind over the past week. They are my Goliath, dressed up in modern form and I am a giant slayer as often as it takes. Only one of us is going down and it is not going to be me.
My weapons of warfare are not carnal or fleshy. My weapon that day was a smooth stone of grace, just like David. I raise up. I look around and fire away.
How? I strengthen myself in the Lord and bind the enemy, a spirit of witchcraft, etc. etc. Then I strengthen myself in the Lord by prophesying over myself. I verbally declare through prayer and worship who God says I am. Holy Spirit is right with me to give me words of revelation, pictures of affirmation for the Spirit intends for me to align myself with truth. It works. The day is saved from destruction and I am better from the battle.
Warfare is inevitable but it’s time to pick our battles wisely and ignore the rest. Get in the fight. Don’t run. Don’t hide.