“but our confidence must rest in the Lord alone, for He is the sword and the shield of His people. . . Quail not before superior numbers, shrink not from difficulties or impossiblilities, flinch not at wounds or death, smite with the two-edged sword of the Spirit, and the slain shall lie in heaps. The battle is the Lord’s and He will deliver His enemies into our hands. With steadfast foot, strong hand, dauntless heart, and flaming zeal, rush to the conflict, and the hosts of evil shall fly like chaff before the gale.” <i>Morning and Evening</i> C.H. Spurgeon
Ah, these words come as a fortress to me this morning. My enemies have waged war against me. Who are these formidable foes, you ask? Who else? Those four little sinners living in my house. Their weapons? Bickering, disobeying, disrespecting, purposeful loudness, unkindness. These are mighty weapons. How can I–weak, afraid, unsure of my tactics–ever conquer such enemies?
But if that weren’t enough, the other enemy flanks me–my own sin. Yes, I’ve been attacked by frustration, impatience, anger, not trusting God’s sovereignty, and more. It’s hopeless, at least it seems that way.
Yet, my strength for battle–both the one for my kids’ character and the fight against my own sin–need not be fought by me alone. No, the battle is the Lord’s, and He will never fail.
Lord, I can’t fight another moment without You. I need You. “But you, O Lord, are a shield about me, my glory, the lifter of my head.” Psalm 3:3 ESV
“but our confidence must rest in the Lord alone, for He is the sword and the shield of His people. . . Quail not before superior numbers, shrink not from difficulties or impossiblilities, flinch not at wounds or death, smite with the two-edged sword of the Spirit, and the slain shall lie in heaps. The battle is the Lord’s and He will deliver His enemies into our hands. With steadfast foot, strong hand, dauntless heart, and flaming zeal, rush to the conflict, and the hosts of evil shall fly like chaff before the gale.” <i>Morning and Evening</i> C.H. Spurgeon
Ah, these words come as a fortress to me this morning. My enemies have waged war against me. Who are these formidable foes, you ask? Who else? Those four little sinners living in my house. Their weapons? Bickering, disobeying, disrespecting, purposeful loudness, unkindness. These are mighty weapons. How can I–weak, afraid, unsure of my tactics–ever conquer such enemies?
But if that weren’t enough, the other enemy flanks me–my own sin. Yes, I’ve been attacked by frustration, impatience, anger, not trusting God’s sovereignty, and more. It’s hopeless, at least it seems that way.
Yet, my strength for battle–both the one for my kids’ character and the fight against my own sin–need not be fought by me alone. No, the battle is the Lord’s, and He will never fail.
Lord, I can’t fight another moment without You. I need You. “But you, O Lord, are a shield about me, my glory, the lifter of my head.” Psalm 3:3 ESV
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