Waring with the King

Well, after revealing to everyone at church what I have been through in my short life time, I found that there are people who don't look at you weird after sharing deep hurtful things in your life. The coolest image came to me as I was sitting waiting to climb onto the stool up front. That I was getting ready to run head first into the Orc army with my sword drawn knowing that I could be going to my social death. I grab my sword and charge the stage and there on the very battle field that so many have fought with everything they have for lost souls, I sit and pour out the evil that has cut so deeply into my life. And there I see the faces of lost and hurting people and I know what my battle is, it is the battle for the heart. "For the thief comes only to kill, steal, and destroy, but I have come that you may have life and have it to the fullest". John 10:10

I love that image I got. It was the perfect thing for me on that day. To see me running to war, not from it. Run head long into the battle with sword drawn. Sunday I learned something about myself, or rather I learned something about God. He goes with us into the battle. I'm not talking about reading this in the bible and feeling all worm and fuzzy. No, God goes with His people into the battle, into the war. Sunday, I was not only fighting along side a good friend (Ed), but I got to fight along side Jesus Christ, the Lord of the army. I fought along side the King and together we are victorious. All hail the King.