Battlefield of the Soul
Today, I'm learning something very important: A yielded heart is needed in the battlefield of the soul. The heart is the battleground for all our struggles and where our life has meaning.
A yielded heart leaves the pure battle to the General of her soul for the battlefield is His and His alone. There we find the victory we so strongly seek, the peace we thirst for and the grace to move forward. There we see the face of God.
Anyone going out on their own will find themselves defenseless. There is no victory in the rebel cry.
"Here is the big question. What is God doing when you are in a bind? When the lifeboat springs a leak? When the ripcord snaps? When the last penny is gone before the last bill is paid? When the last hope left on the last train? What is God doing?
I know what we are doing. Nibbling on nails like corn on the cob. Pacing floors. Taking pills. I know what we do.
But what does God do? Big question. Real big. If God is sleeping, I’m duck soup. If he is laughing, I’m lost. If he is crossing his arms and shaking his head, then saw off the limb, Honey, it’s time to crash. . .
So what do you think? What does God do when you are in a bind? That question can be answered with one word: fight. He fights for us. He steps into the ring and points us to the corner and takes over. “You need only to remain calm; the Lord will fight for you.” (Ex 14:14)
His job is to fight. Our job is to trust.
Just trust. Not direct. Or question. Or yank the steering wheel out of his hands. Our job is to pray and wait. Nothing more is necessary. Nothing more is needed."