The God of the Battle

I went to church this morning, which isn't really a newsflash.  I go often enough.  Maybe I should say that I paid attention in church this morning.  The evangelist was speaking about David and Goliath, and his point was essentially that the battle is the Lord's.  When we find ourselves up against the giant, we have to know that the God who made the heavens and the earth is standing with us.  We are fighting in the army of the Living God!  And I needed that.

But what I needed more was what we discussed in prayer group tonight.  I'm not really the kind of girl who freaks out when the big things appear.  I know what to do when I am facing the big things.  It's all the little things that I let wear me down.  I forget the irrevocable Truth.  I forget how blessed I am.  And I really need to remember sometimes.  My Jesus loves me.  The power of that love can change everything--from my heart to the world. 

Because the thing of it is, the battle's already won.  We know that from the very beginning.  It's not really about how it all ends.  It's about what we are going to do in the world in the meantime.  Better go get your slingshot because there are giants to be slain.