II held my dog close, pulled his head down… “Shhh baby, it’s just noise, it’s okay… nothing to be afraid of.” I stroked the side of his head, and it seemed to ease his tension, if only a little. I was concerned. As I scratched his furry white chin and tried to reassure him that the fireworks would pass, God in turn spoke to my heart.
He didn’t have to say much else, it was obvious, and not just a little comforting. The Father is here reaching down, speaking to me softly and reassuring my heart as he lovingly holds me in His arms. I never deserved something so wonderful. Sometimes, like my worried sweet doggie, I seek the master out. Other times, I’m running around the house panting and pacing. But for whatever reason, He holds me down and explains…
The litmus test of life is something I’ve learned to think about a lot. In science, you can stick a piece of litmus paper in a jar of acid to tell how acidic it is. Time is my litmus paper. Is what I’m hyper-reactive about going to matter in a few days? A week? A month? A year? Will I even remember why I cried out to God so vehemently? If not, well it might just be fireworks.
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Thank you God, for
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The LORD will fight for you; you need only to be still (NIV).
Those who are weary from the battle are needlessly fighting. We are to share the comfort of Christ. Gentle reader, you probably have heard, “Not today, Satan,” and, “Taking the fight to the enemy,” among Christian circles. Those Christianese sayings can be true, but not if the de-emphasize God’s role as our champion.
God commends us in:
A familiar tune plays in the background. It’s an oldie but a goodie. It’s choruses of saints who have overcome the world, singing around God’s heavenly throne. It’s also the adoration He left behind, in order to prove that He adored you and me. Indeed, He is the Father of mercies and God of all comfort (2 Cor 1:3 NKJV). Now, God seeks out your freedom. More than you or I may know.
And that’s a cause worth fighting for!
