More in number than the hairs of my head are those who hate me without cause; mighty are those who would destroy me, those who attack me with lies.
When things go wrong it feels as if I'm isolated and against the whole world. That the things lined up on the other side far outnumber my side. The problems are so big and I'm so small.
But isn't that to my advantage?
I never ran faster in track when I didn't run harder. I never got stronger when I didn't lift more than I did before. I might have complained to the coach about doing a second set of 400meter sprints. But, I wouldn't get to finals without them.
So as we look out at our enemies.
They may seem numerous. The sky darker than you have ever seen. The wind stronger. And the air colder.
Look at your eternal Coach.
He wouldn't ask you to face this if He didn't know you could handle it. He will be beside you with what you need to finish. Encouragement. Nourishment. Comfort.
And a good solid yell for you to get moving at times.
Those four words from my youngest son taught me so much about the LORD. We were in the kitchen with him sitting on the counter top and me standing beside him making the snack. He was talking and I was doing the typical head nods and grunts of acknowledgment. But, I wasn't looking at him as he talked to me.
He reached up and grabbed my face with both hands. And turning my head to him he told me: "Daddy! Look at me!". I will remember that until the day I die.
And what an amazing God we have.
Where we can reach out, grab Him, and cry out: Daddy!
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