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Fight Dancer, Fight

fight-dancer-fightIf I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world. – C.S. Lewis, Made for Heaven  

I’m hungry for Heaven. Yet thrust into this world like a newborn child. The lights are bright, and the noise is deafening. I am called here, yet my heart aches for another place. I am granted momentary pleasures; glimpses of joy. Yet, in the same breath I feel an ache. A pain that can only be explained as shards of glass being placed back together to create a stunning mosaic. This world we live in is beautifully broken. The longer I remain the more I am aware.

And run from it, I wont. I am not called to hide any longer, but to feel. And when I park in the shallow echos of my heart, I am allowing God to piece together the parts of my brokenness to make me more alive and awake to who I’m supposed to be. I don’t even pretend to understand this beauty in the broken places, but I do know that it is worth it. Every morning, every rise, every push, every sunset- this gift called life- it is worth it.

It is worth the fight.

We fight forward, each day pressing closer to Heaven knowing with blessed assurance that this journey, this fight…it is never in vain. Hidden underneath our clothing, we wear our scrapes, our bruises, and our pains. But we press on.

We press on.

We press on for those around us, we press on for those who watch us, we press on for those who will follow after us, and we press on for us. We press on to leave something of greater value.

I don’t for one minute claim to know anything about what it will look like when my journey here is done. I only know I’m not afraid. With each sunrise, I am one day closer to my forever home. And it is with each waking breath that I am more aware that my time here on earth not only matters, but it is also fleeting. It is imperative that I realize my piece of the puzzle, my contribution to this world, no matter how small I find it. My part; my piece- It is important and needed.

….And so I press on.

I dance on.

I dance on. Sometimes my dance is hurried and clumsy, other days it’s slow and reluctant, but it’s my dance nonetheless- the only one I’m accountable for. And as long as I have breath I will stumble my way through the dark, knowing He is my light. He is my steady place. He is my forever home.

It is my prayer that my dance on this earth, as awkward as my dance moves may be, will lead others into accepting their own invitation to fight through each twirl, to get out here on the dance floor with the King of Kings.

Here’s a little advice from a clumsy, fighting dancer:

When you’re not sure what the next step is….

  • Just show up
  • Do the right thing
  • Make your life count
  • Don’t be afraid to jump
  • Stop living to please other people
  • Live brave
  • Dance freely
  • Find your voice
  • You leave your imprint
  • And I’ll leave mine
  • Kick fear in the gut
  • Do it anyways
  • Play your part
  • And don’t forget why you started

……it.is.worth.it.

In life, as in dance, grace glides on blistered feet. -Author unknown

1 Timothy 6:12 (NLT)- Fight the good fight for the true faith. Hold tightly to the eternal life to which God has called you, which you have confessed so well before many witnesses.

Philippians 3:14 (NIV)- I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.

 

 

 

 

The Devils Dream

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I dream of taking you down, taking you all out one by one, scattering you, separating you, isolating you.

I’ve tried through your childhood, and your teen years, but you wouldn’t stay down.

I’ve tried to seduce you with the pleasures of this world- chasing after fame, money, success, making a name for yourself.

I’ve tried to get you through hurting family members, health issues, and such, but it seems to only make you run to Him.

I’ve tried to destroy your life by making you feel worthless, not enough, and incapable of doing anything right. But you keep going back to that Book.

I’ve since tried more subtle tactics: Apathy, laziness, lukewarm living. If I can just get you comfortable enough, comfortable enough to not care.

You won’t need anything and you won’t do anything and everything will just be… okay….

And people will silently go to hell.
And others will desperately search for the light but not find any.
And others will quietly suffer.

But you’re okay and everything on the surface is just so comfortable.

No need to seek or to push yourself out of the ‘safe’ waters.

No need to go deeper.

Just stay right there….

A little extra sleep, a little more slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest… (Proverbs 24:33)

My new dream for you now is for you just to be comfortable and to ‘feel’ safe.

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Friends reading this…Don’t stop.

You’ve come so far.

Don’t give up.

Don’t give in.

And please stop listening to the enemy’s lies.

His job and sole purpose is to destroy you.

Pick your Sword back up and fight the good fight.

The plans of the King are not just about your story-

But He wants to use your story to change someone else’s story.

Stay in the ring.

You are not alone.  And don’t for a second let the enemy tell you that you are.

Stay alert! Watch out for your great enemy, the devil. He prowls around like a roaring lion, looking for someone to devour. 1 Peter 5:8