I know it's been an awfully long time since my last post. Things have been pretty crazy, and I've been like a chicken with my head cut off, running here, there, and everywhere. Be that as it may, I am back, and with your permission, I will write about something that has been troubling my mind for quite some time.
I don't know about you, but I love a good adventure story, and it's even better if it's a true one! Scottish Chiefs, Ivanhoe, and Lorna Doone are some of my favorites. Anything filled with knights and battles, chivalry and honor, strength and courage is my delight. Strange, I know, but I prefer boy's books to any others. Medieval history is my favorite. And one of my favorite websites is The Bravehearted Gospel. If you haven't visited it yet, you need to. I so enjoy reading the blog posts, which are always an encouragement to fight for the truth. This is going to seem very strange, but I scored a 21 out of 23 on Eric's "How filled with the manly stuff are you?" quiz.
Now those of you who know me well realize that I am as girly as they come. I hate snakes, and bugs, and frogs, and anything slimy. I love dressing up in frills and ribbons. I like to paint my toenails different shades of pink. But the one thing I am passionate about is the Truth. Anytime I read The Bravehearted Gospel, I find myself wanting to preach the gospel loud and long to crowds of people. I want to stand up straight and proclaim from the mountains that Jesus Christ is Lord. And I want to fight, fight, fight for all the He stands for and all that He is. Now, the question is, is it wrong for women to fight?
My answer is no. I am not condoning women joining the army. That is something I do not agree with at all. I am not saying that women should be preaching from the pulpit. I don't agree with that either. What I am saying is that there is a gap in the spiritual army of God, and we women need to be willing to fill it. No offense to any gentlemen reading this, but you are few and far between. Men that are willing to stand up for what is right, and true, and holy are lacking in this generation. Look at the biblical example of Deborah and Jael. When godly men were lacking, God raised up women to fill their place. I understand that they may be the exception to the rule, but our times call for exceptions. If you notice, when you read the stirring passage in Ephesians 6 about the armor of God, Paul had just finished speaking to men, women, and children. It wasn't as if he was only talking to the males of the congregation. He was talking to everyone!
So, what should we as the mothers, daughters, sisters, and wives be doing? We should be using our God-given gift of nurturing and encouraging to raise up the men in our lives to be strong and valiant men of God. We should praise every effort made on their part to stand for the truth, no matter how small it may be. And in the meantime, we should stand in the front lines in their place. We should fight for what we hold dear. We need to fight for our homes, for our right and privilege to be women. We need to stand up for the millions of precious lives lost through the horror and abomination that is abortion. And we need to make the Truth known, the Truth that Jesus Christ died for our sins, rose from the dead, and will come back to earth in order to judge the living and the dead, the good and the wicked.
How ashamed I am that I am such a helpless creature. How frusterated I become with my sinful self. I am a selfish, defiant and rebelious being, at emnity with God and Man. In my own strength, I can do nothing. But praise be to the God of heaven and Earth! He has saved me from my sins, and called me to live a brand new life in Him. On my own, I cannot fight for the truth. My strength is worthless, and my striving is as that of a tiny ant attempting to move a mountain. But God's strength in me is enough to move not just one mountain, but the Himilayas. Oh, how I wish I remembered that fact more often! How much time I would save if I just let him take over! Praise God for his infinite patience with me. I am as far from the lofty calling I have described as any of you. I am not asking for miracles. I am simply asking that you join me on the journey to reaching that calling. God did not call us to live a comfortable life in Suburbia. God called us to do great and mighty things for Him. Will you join me on my quest? Will you come with me so that God can accomplish his eternal purposes through our lives? May our prayers together be an echo of this prayer written almost 400 years ago by a princess facing martyrdom for her Lord.
O Lord, Be Thou Unto Me
A Strong Tower of Defense,
I humbly entreat Thee.
Give me grace to await thy leisure,
And patiently to bear
What Thou doest unto me;
Nothing doubting or mistrusting
Thy goodness unto me.
Only arm me, I beseech Thee,
With Thine armor,
That I may stand fast.
Above all things, taking unto me
The Sheild of Faith,
Praying always that I may revert myself
Wholly to Thy will,
And comforting myself in such trials as it shall
Please Thee to send Me;
Seeing such trials are profitable for me;
And I am assuredly persuaded that all that Thou doest
Cannot but be good;
And unto Thee be the glory and power forever,
Amen.
~Lady Jane Grey
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