Metaphor II

I am wounded; there are arrows in my back. The fire from off of them seeps into my flesh. I can smell my body beginning to burn. Venom is poring in rapidly. It is a strange sensation now as weird thoughts and emotions overcome me.

Fear and doubt consume me now at this point. Why am I here on this battlefield? Who am I? What good can I possibly contribute to?

I fall to my knees and try to reach the arrows but the venom has already began to process. I am bleeding profusely; I can feel my strength being sapped from out of me. I try to make a call for help but my tongue clings to my mouth.

The enemy approaches and he offers assistance for a price, my desertion from the Military of the Kingdom.

“Give up. It is useless. What can you do now? Where is your Lord? You have been abandoned. You are no match for us. You are alone little man. Your Commander has betrayed you. Where is He now?”

Inside I say no, but my head begins to nod … I catch myself. I ask for assistance from Headquarters and get no reply. I ask my King for help. There is silence as the Soldiers of Darkness laugh me to scorn. They kick me repeatedly.

I receive a message from Headquarters’ into my spirit.
“My strength is made perfect in weakness! Be of good cheer! I have overcome the world!!!!”

My heart belts out a cry…

“I can do all things through Messiah who strengthens me!”

The enemy mocks me and snarls at me that I am a loser, a porno addict, a drunk, an adulterer, a fornicator and a natural born liar. They gather closer ready to inflict more damage.

“Behold I am a new creation in Messiah, all of the old ways have passed away.” They laugh even harder at me. They repeat the charge against me.

“Who will bring a charge against God’s elect? It is God who justifies me,”.

I am able to draw my knees under my stomach in a kneeling position. The enemy draws the sword as my head is in the position to be separated from my body. My breathing is becoming infrequent the inevitable seems to approach.

“I can do all things through Messiah who strengthens me.” I faintly utter. Then with a small surge that comes I utter again, “I can do all things through Messiah who strengthens me.” Suddenly my being is surged with power that is beyond words. The enemy begins to take a step back. My knees are shaking as I begin to rise.

“I do all things through Messiah who strengthens me!”

The Glorious Power of the One whom I serve overshadows and overtakes me. I have a warriors mind and a conquerors vision. I will not die, I will not quit and I will NOT surrender! I will overcome and I will taste victory in my life.

“I CAN DO ALL THINGS THROUGH MESSIAH WHO STRENGHENS ME!!!!”

I block a blow from the sword of the enemy with my shield. And I lunge my sword into his belly with force shouting with all of my being,

“I CAN DO ALL THINGS THROUGH MESSIAH WHO STRENGHENS ME!!!!”
“I AM MORE THAN A CONQUERER THROUGH HIM WHO LOVES ME!!!”

I shout as I swing my sword and shield violently against the remaining enemy that surrounds me. And in a moment they are gone. My veins are showing my, blood pumping, muscles primed. I shout the triumphant cry of the Kingdom's Redeemed.

"Who is like The Lord?"

Then The reality of the situation hits me. I drop to my knees and give thanks to my King for the victory.