Monday, February 11, 2013
The race is not to the swift or the battle to the strong...
by Mark Farnon ©2013 01-Feb-13
There is an army of darkness all around us. There is an enemy of our souls. One who roams around like a lion, seeking whom he may devour. There is a being who is the "father of all lies" and he is called "the accuser" of Christians.
His game is to get others to do his bidding for him, and to turn us against one another, and to hate each other.
His helpers join the ranks to do his will. To work as much harm upon as many as is possible to do.
He struts about before God and angels, to accuse, to mock and to make challenges in order to ridicule the Almighty, and to ultimately take as many souls to perdition as he is able to enslave.
He does not fight fair. He even tries to use some truth in order to prop up his accusations, but he cares little for the details and cares even less for the means and purposes he uses to bring about total destruction at all costs.
Nothing pleases this tyrant more than seeing lives shattered, destroyed and ruined. Nothing gives him greater pleasure than bringing God's children to such a state that they hopefully become a total slight against their God and fellow man.
There is no depth and no limit to what He will do in order to steal, kill and destroy.
He cares not for mother's or their children. He has no affection for father's and son's. He has no loyalty or favour amongst friends and associates.
His rule has no restraints except by that which the Lord Himself permits, and he and his dominion of evil helpers always push that limit as far as they are allowed to venture.
He does not have access to every man, for he himself is not in all places at the same time. However, every now and again, he targets and has within his cross hairs, at certain times, individuals whom he takes a particular interest in.
When he takes an interest in you, watch out!
Lives are well and truly shattered when he comes to sift you and he makes it his business to destroy you.
There is no way you can take him on and win. You may try and put up a fight, but eventually you will find out that trying to beat such a foe is a suicide mission.
The battle is not for the swift or the strong.
The battle is not about trying to gain ground.
The battle is not trying to get back what you lost.
When this enemy comes to engage you, he does so with every weapon at his disposal. He comes fully educated and in command of your strengths, weaknesses, sins, dreams, desires, and everybody who has anything to do with you.
It is his aim to not only destroy you, but to take out everyone near you, associated with you, and even strangers who dare to have the courage to stand next to you.
When he engages and begins to pay you attention, many shall wonder what is happening but not see the enemy. Many shall be overcome with confusion at seeing what is taking place and still not see the enemy. This is the game.
This is Satan's master game and he takes pleasure in being unnoticed and invisible, although he is in plain sight.
His diabolical plans have no end. His accusations, manipulations and strategy is highly advanced. He never looses sight of his target and as he is always moving in for the kill, he steps back, re-aligns his strategy, and when he can cause maximum damage, he tweaks his plans to ensure that outcome.
His relentlessness never ceases, and just when you think he is asleep, like a baby animal resting under the paw of a Lion, suddenly the teeth strike a deep bite into your body and again you know the giant is awake and only playing with you, never intending to let you get away.
For a long time, the victim does not really understand what is going on. He just knows that everything he ever knew has all of a sudden been monumentally turned around. He is stunned. He is scared. He is fearful and out of his comfort zone.
It takes a long while before the Devil's foul breath is smelled and then, by then, so much damage has been done to you and others around you, it seems incredulous. It seems monumentally obvious to you now, but you wonder if it is too late to where you are now, compared to where you were one year ago before evil took an interest in your life.
Evil would have you hung out to dry, be the butt end of all accusations, an excuse for everyone to move on, a road accident to glance at for a moment, a self righteous lessen to learn, a bad chapter in a bad book written by bad writers.
Evil does not care about you or the people you care about. Evil lets you think and believe that we all get what we deserve and then pretends to offer us that very thing!
Evil is not interested in real truth, but certainly very interested in half truths, part truths out of context, truth mixed with lies, and sometimes, even better, "real" truth but then mixed with notions of self righteousness, personal responsibility, and weakness of the flesh.
All the evil one wants to accomplish is anything and everything that can cause people made in the image of God and especially those remade in the image of God to do and act and say as much as he can get them to do, to oppose, deny, ignore, run away from, the very things God says we should be doing.
That is what Satan is all about.
That is his war plan. That is what gets him up each day. That is the very purpose of his evil existence.
He is very good at his job, and in His war with the almighty, he has won more battles that he has lost.
But the war and it's result is in the Lord's hands, and the results are already in and Satan knows it!
That however does not stop nor distract him from fighting this war until the moment he and all of his demons and everyone else who knows not God, shall be cast eventually and finally into the pit of Hell, forever defeated and punished.
I am a man sitting in a pile of dirt covered by boils and everyone has forsaken me.
I have had friends almost sit beside me and accuse me of all kinds of insinuations, some true, some not. They have come and gone, unburdened themselves, justified themselves and have moved on.
I have had those the most closest to me, flee from me and abandon me and never ever want to see me again.
I have been arguing, pleading, shouting, swearing, begging, reasoning, lashing out, meditating, praying, escaping, confronting, imagining, fantasizing, and every other verb imaginable. It is a vicious cycle.
I am alone. So I thought.
A light was switched on. Like being in a pitch dark room not knowing that all kinds of squirming insects were slithering around all about me, then in an instant, light reveals my true situation and I am immediately stunned into reality.
Who am I, and where is God and truth? What is the real remedy to where I am at right now? What are the implications for others? What, where and how shall the next attack from Satan come? What is God's next move? Is He ready to move?
What is my next move, even though I feel as though any and every move I make has little to no immediate consequence?
As I sit here in my pile of dirt, covered with boils, tired, in pain, traumatised, broken hearted, convicted, shaking, downcast and utterly alone and defeated, ready to die.
Be still my soul, and know that I am God.
I have heard His voice. The only voice that surely matters and makes reality even more real.
To be continued........
"As for me, I know that my Redeemer lives, And at the last He will take His stand on the earth.
Even after my skin is destroyed, Yet from my flesh I shall see God;
Whom I myself shall behold, And whom my eyes will see and not another. My heart faints within me!
Posted by Mark Farnon (Tartanarmy) at Monday, February 11, 2013