Run away?
Yes.
Wait…what is the cause of this sudden urge to flee?
Anger.
Anger boils within me. Let the anger control me?
No.
Then I should not flee!
But oh, how I wish to leave, and be free of the scorn and
bondage of mockery. To vanish, without a trace… to start over again. On my own!
What for?
This, I know is not
wise. Not only do I keep running, but I will never have settled the very
situation! To run sounds the easiest, but to stay and under-go the storm…I must.
They say that after the raging storm ends, the light shines brighter than ever
before. I want to see this light.
What is this?
Do I feel hope?
In the midst of my suffering, I feel a small piece of
reassurance. Till that day comes into life, I will fight. Not by words, nor by
the physical, but by the spiritual. I could easily walk away, and forget about
all that has happened. I could block it out of my memory. I could grow a bitter
heart, and never forgive, but no.
That is the devil’s play! He is the greatest enemy! Using
every opening he has to attack.
I stand firm. I feel as if I am standing on a balance beam.
One side says, “Life,” and the other reads, “Death.” I must run to one or the
other! The sinful nature that I carry cried for the death, but the hope and
peace that the Lord has mercifully granted me runs towards the life!
I choose Life.
I know that as I walk to Life, my journey has not become
easy, but much more difficult. The feeble mind argues with itself. It’s a
constant battle! Know this, for even though the storm comes and the battle is
heavy to bear, I carry the greatest.
The Cross.
I am fully armored. The King of Kings is coming! With glory
that of which has never been known. He is the great forgiver. He brings peace
to all who choose Him.
I blink.
The enemy approaches.
Twice I blink.
The battle rages with cries of pain from one end and shouts
of praise from the other.
I blink again.
There in the distance, yes. Far off in the distance, I see a
bright light.
I pull my helmet off. My heart finds rest in the Lord.
My chain-mail clanks back and forth as I walk atop the hill.
I have fought the
battle, and now I am home.