War.
Life is about war.
No wait, before the stones start flying, this war i'm talking about is not a physical war...
It has been let loose centuries ago, and now we must fight it. In this war, there are no neutraliy - you must join either side. This war is a war against an enemy defeated 2000 years ago on a hill called Golgotha. And even though defeated, he refuses to submit, and wants to bring more casualty along with him into his doom. He is fighting a guerilla war to inflict maximum damage before he goes down.
I have fought this war for 7 years ever since i came to realise that i was unknowingly fighting for the dark powers.
But once i was blind, now i see. Just like the show Matrix, when i was rescued by a man that once came from Nazareth, and now He is the commander of the Armies of the Light Side. He pulled the plug out of my delusion and inability to see truth. He released me from years of agony and brokenness, and gave me the "Pill Option" - The Blue Pill, to return to the life i once knew, to be blind, lame, and in need. Or the Red Pill, to follow Him and fight for Him, in return for life eternal, the filling up of my emptiness in my heart and a reason to live.
I took the Red Pill. And i have no regrets even till today. And i am willing to go all the way, even till death. My allegience that was once to me myself has now shifted to the Great Lion of Judah.
It's not an easy war; it is a real war with real casualties. I have seen many who fell by the wayside, and even so i have found a great company of Soldiers fighting along side with, covering my back while i cover theirs, to encourage and press on.
I fight because of what a man did. Willingly giving His life for my defence, i now give mine willingly back to Him. And i fight on, through hard times and good, trials and tribulations, baptisms of fire and blood.
And i still fight on.
Though the scars are many, my sword is still in my hands. My rifle is still held tightly, bayonet fixed awaiting for the next onslaught of the enemy.
I will not surrender; i will not yield.
Not a step backwards.
"For though we live in the world, we do not wage war as the world does. The weapons we fight with are not the weapons of the world. On the contrary, they have divine power to demolish strongholds. We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ."
- Paul of Tarsus. Martyred 65 AD.
No wait, before the stones start flying, this war i'm talking about is not a physical war...
It has been let loose centuries ago, and now we must fight it. In this war, there are no neutraliy - you must join either side. This war is a war against an enemy defeated 2000 years ago on a hill called Golgotha. And even though defeated, he refuses to submit, and wants to bring more casualty along with him into his doom. He is fighting a guerilla war to inflict maximum damage before he goes down.
I have fought this war for 7 years ever since i came to realise that i was unknowingly fighting for the dark powers.
But once i was blind, now i see. Just like the show Matrix, when i was rescued by a man that once came from Nazareth, and now He is the commander of the Armies of the Light Side. He pulled the plug out of my delusion and inability to see truth. He released me from years of agony and brokenness, and gave me the "Pill Option" - The Blue Pill, to return to the life i once knew, to be blind, lame, and in need. Or the Red Pill, to follow Him and fight for Him, in return for life eternal, the filling up of my emptiness in my heart and a reason to live.
I took the Red Pill. And i have no regrets even till today. And i am willing to go all the way, even till death. My allegience that was once to me myself has now shifted to the Great Lion of Judah.
It's not an easy war; it is a real war with real casualties. I have seen many who fell by the wayside, and even so i have found a great company of Soldiers fighting along side with, covering my back while i cover theirs, to encourage and press on.
I fight because of what a man did. Willingly giving His life for my defence, i now give mine willingly back to Him. And i fight on, through hard times and good, trials and tribulations, baptisms of fire and blood.
And i still fight on.
Though the scars are many, my sword is still in my hands. My rifle is still held tightly, bayonet fixed awaiting for the next onslaught of the enemy.
I will not surrender; i will not yield.
Not a step backwards.
"For though we live in the world, we do not wage war as the world does. The weapons we fight with are not the weapons of the world. On the contrary, they have divine power to demolish strongholds. We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ."
- Paul of Tarsus. Martyred 65 AD.
posted by DoMiniC at 1/07/2006 11:26:00 PM
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