Pitied men like me with grand things upon our minds, hoping of romance, treasures and glorious dreams of conquest or courage.  Only to awake and find ourselves quite normal, serving ideas greater than our own understanding having forgotten the mystery of being astronauts, musicians or President.  Now our real tests begin as with any man who has taken the bridle of the horse to whom he’s entrusted. The commitment makes it real and as registered participant now the enemy will savor our destruction, twisting our hearts this way and that hoping to break body and spirit and palsy us in place. yes, quitting is always an option that is what makes victory sweet, for them who would see its mantle, rise up when nearly beaten to give our last to savor its nectar. Seeing it through is something that may never be overcome, for when there is no breath, no power, no foothold, we fight on for the sake of honor to the King Almighty.

This fight may be our last friends. Do we have another foray in our mettle? This enemy stands upon our backs laughing with weight and tension, threatening our spines and our heart’s resolve.  What then shall they do with our laughter and song as we are swept along by the fury of battle? How may things as love be bested, for it conquers all battlements? And what of forgiveness in the face of the wicked whom hate all, how may their hearts be shattered by the idea that as they hold our heads under water to stifle life, we are praying for their salvation?  This is not one from which we may walk away to fight another day, for this one is for all the chips.  It is all in or nothing and nothing being absorbed into their ranks a place where none shall find escape or quarter. We may not run, we may give in, but there will be no place for solace or escape but that which is found in the shadow of Almighty God.  Is that a place where you can rest?

Don’t look to men to win the day for they are not made of the stuff that will speak this enemy from the field. Ours is the place of courage and faith, fighting on with every Word, Prayer and Reason we may muster. These are battles of heavenly realm and to fight them we must remain in the Spirit for material and flesh will not sustain the forces at bear.  It is time for man’s sanctification and arrival at the threshold of his remaking. Why does the enemy crave evolution as he mimics all that is God?  Because that is where we are headed to receive glorified bodies and become more like Christ than we’ve ever been capable.  To be free from sin, death, illness and limitations of a mortal existence, to live in the presence of our God and feel the warmth of His Holy Light.  Does magic seem some poor excuse for the reality that lay before us? Certainly the enemy would stir your heart to stray from your rightful path in the family of Almighty God.  Will you stand this day in hope of that tomorrow?  Will you give it all to usher in the Kingdom of God and pull back many from the edge of an abyss they dare not enter? Have you that manner of commitment in your Spirit? It will be glorious to see.  In Jesus’ Name, join your shield to mine that we might stand this ground together, with His courage and love in our hearts and His Name upon our lips. Forever in sight.