I had a terrible day yesterday. It was one of those days where every single thing goes wrong and you find yourself shouting at the sky, “Really?!”. Which only makes you angrier because that doesn’t really help the situation. But after an ice cold shower, car trouble, a ridiculously crazy day at the office, hard client appointments, miscommunications, more car trouble, misplaced paperwork, breakfast, lunch and dinner at my desk, I came to a realization; more like I heard God ask me a question, “Why are you fighting him?”
It was clear to me early on in my morning that the events of my day were merely a reaction from the Enemy. The day before I had been given such encouragement from some special people in my life. My spirit had been renewed and pushed even more towards the charge God has given me to serve in Nigeria. God’s goodness and encouragement came in the form of not only one, but two, shout outs from my pastor in Sunday morning’s service, time with a forever friend who I don’t get to see as much as I’d like and my first committed monthly supporter! I went to bed Monday night with such joy and anticipation for what God was going to do next. And Satan was afraid. Satan was fearful of the work of The One True King. And yet I felt obligated to take place in the fight. I was throwing punches right and left. I was telling the Enemy, “You are not going to win this!”. I was furious. I was participating in a fight I had no business being in.
So after all of yesterday’s setbacks, when God whispered to me, “Why are you fighting him?” it hit me like a ton of bricks. I said, “Why AM I fighting him?”. The battle has already been won. I serve the God of Heaven and Earth, the God Almighty, Jehovah Nissi, My Deliverer, who wants to and will fight for me. I do not have to fight. I merely have to step out of the way.
But that’s the hard part, isn’t it? Getting out of the way and allowing God to work. As prideful humans we tend to want to save ourselves. I do, at least. I don’t want to be a “damsel in distress”. I don’t want to need help or be seen as weak. So, I fight back and I fight back hard. But when I do that I’m not allowing the beauty of the gospel to be played out in my life. When I fight back I take away the purpose of Christ’s sacrifice. When I step in between God’s angel army and the Enemy, I am changing the message of John 3:16 to “God sent is one and only Son to die”. That’s not how it reads but it’s the message I send when I fight a battle that belongs to the Lord.
My God wants to fight for me. He can fight for me. He WILL fight for me. I just have to get out of the way!
“The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. I called to the Lord, who is worthy of praise, and I have been saved from my enemies.”