The last two nights have been extremely short. When I have a couple of nights like that in a row, I find I have to fight harder, preach to myself harder in order to continue to function as a parent, an employee, a friend, a sister, and a church member.
1st Timothy 6:12 reads ”
12 Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called and about which you made the good confession in the presence of many witnesses.
One must fight the good fight of the faith, but what does this look like? There are days when defeat is so palpable that it is all you can do to muddle through the day. But that’s not what I’m talking about here, as valid and as real as my previous sentence is. No, I’m speaking about the genuine fight of the faith.
When I am awakened in the middle of the night, I often flee outside so that I can breathe, I can walk and get my bearings in my soul and heart–and do some work on my board, trying to reorganize what is truth and what is not, trying to preach to myself that I am safe. These moments are intense, and they warrant the illustration of fighting the good fight of faith, because it is often in the middle of the night that my faith is most apt to waver. It is in the middle of the night that I am often assailed with doubts of the very existence of God.
And then, it becomes a battle.
But why, if the battle is already won through the spilling of my Jesus’ blood, why must I continue to have to fight these battles? I don’t have an answer to that question, except to say that there is often a stripping of my mind and soul in the midst of a battle, because I am inadequate to win. Instead, my God calls Me to Him and teaches me how to fight the good fight of faith.
Take hold of the eternal life—this world is not my own. Someday I will go home, and the battles will be over. The nightmares will be over. And my only focus will be worshipping my God and my Jesus. I am called to this eternal life, I am called to home.
Thank you, my God, for allowing me to be baptized and make the confession that I believe that you are truth and my only salvation and hope.
I pray deeply that tonight I will be blessed with the gift of peace and sleep tonight. Please pray with me and for me.
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Hi Shelly. I’m embarrassed to say I just found out you’d switched over to your own website. Where have I been? I’m sorry. So glad I’ve subscribed now so that I can receive your posts. Love you, Kathy