Sayin' Hey!
Hey everyone! (if there is anyone left!) I'm sitting here on a Friday afternoon, waiting for the day to end. We're taking a three-day weekend to drive some some friends to the coast with us for the 4th of July. The funny thing is on the 4th we'll be in Spain and so our boss won't give a hoot while we work because we voted to take this Monday the 2nd off.
Wow. What I am learning... I'm tired. It's like putting up with 97 percent hell for 3 percent of pure gold that will go beyond anything I could create without God's help. It's funny. I remember alot about the Army. Drill sergeants who were younger than I am now used to say things like "if you want to protect your buddy - sometimes you're gonna' pay." Wisdom. I think in this world that we have raised the bar for normal life. If it doesn't work we start looking for the coping skills to make it work... coping skills....
Let's see: I've been dropped into a hot LZ with my friends. Half of them are dead. It is pure chance that I am not taking a bullet. Where did my normal expectations go? (Whoops - my roomie's head is a watermelon!) uh.... COPING SKILLZ! Maybe I can change the circumstances, but probably not... just do your best and survive. Your mission depends upon your survival.
Why do we think that Spiritual Warfare is any different? Sure, we can point at some teenager wearing a pentegram necklace and think that somehow reflects the world of spiritual warfare. I don't think so. That teenager may be hovering around our base camp but he's far away from No Man's Land. We should be faulted for our simplicity. Many times a spiritual attack may feel like a sledgehammer blow from a comrade on our right. Whoa - that's not fair! Ha.
I also think it is dangerous to think that warfare does not involve sacrifice. What do you say to a missionary who retires with nothing but a bloodclot on their brain? Not much. You just look to the fight and keep going. Run the Race! Wow, I'm borrowing Paul's words so I think I'm done for today.
Miss all of you guys. Real life is hard for all of us, and I think of you when you are down and I am up. Pray for me when I am down and you think of it!
Wow. What I am learning... I'm tired. It's like putting up with 97 percent hell for 3 percent of pure gold that will go beyond anything I could create without God's help. It's funny. I remember alot about the Army. Drill sergeants who were younger than I am now used to say things like "if you want to protect your buddy - sometimes you're gonna' pay." Wisdom. I think in this world that we have raised the bar for normal life. If it doesn't work we start looking for the coping skills to make it work... coping skills....
Let's see: I've been dropped into a hot LZ with my friends. Half of them are dead. It is pure chance that I am not taking a bullet. Where did my normal expectations go? (Whoops - my roomie's head is a watermelon!) uh.... COPING SKILLZ! Maybe I can change the circumstances, but probably not... just do your best and survive. Your mission depends upon your survival.
Why do we think that Spiritual Warfare is any different? Sure, we can point at some teenager wearing a pentegram necklace and think that somehow reflects the world of spiritual warfare. I don't think so. That teenager may be hovering around our base camp but he's far away from No Man's Land. We should be faulted for our simplicity. Many times a spiritual attack may feel like a sledgehammer blow from a comrade on our right. Whoa - that's not fair! Ha.
I also think it is dangerous to think that warfare does not involve sacrifice. What do you say to a missionary who retires with nothing but a bloodclot on their brain? Not much. You just look to the fight and keep going. Run the Race! Wow, I'm borrowing Paul's words so I think I'm done for today.
Miss all of you guys. Real life is hard for all of us, and I think of you when you are down and I am up. Pray for me when I am down and you think of it!
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