1 Timothy 6:12
Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called when you made your good confession in the presence of many witnesses.
The eternal life to which we were called.....
Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called when you made your good confession in the presence of many witnesses.
The eternal life to which we were called.....
This is what we are to take hold of as we fight the good fight of the
faith. This is what will propel us forward, will encourage us and guide
us. It will sustain us through this world giving hope when there
appears to be none. Offering peace when our bodies can't comprehend the
trauma, it will feed our soul as if manna from the sky.
If only we would allow it to bathe us freely.
Instead, we allow fear to seep in. We struggle to find intellectually sound arguments and theories that allow us to seemingly remain in control. We focus on what we can build and formulate with our hands and minds. We find peace in bank accounts and people. We find security in who the world says we are.
Until we don't.
The world will only allow us to pretend to conquer it so far. The master of deception allows us to be lulled into thinking we are the master of our universe until we begin to flex our own muscles and thoughts...until we try to break away and then it willingly allows us to see the casualties that have fallen in our wake. At that moment, the tables turn and guilt is heaped upon our head.
Or perhaps, we never try to break away or stand apart but rather embrace all this world has to offer. We eagerly anticipate each stage mapped out in our life. From being single to married to family to empty nesters to senior citizens, we see the map laid out.
Until its not.
Then we fight the good fight for our life. We turn to every medical advancement and possibility. We cling to statistics that offer slivers of hope. We seek wisdom and direction from those who have devoted their lives to keeping others alive. We place our security in them, the machines and results.
And sometimes it seems to work, yet sometimes it doesn't.
What would our lives look like if the greatest fight that we have ever fought is the good fight of the faith? What if the greatest anger that we have ever experienced was due to a slight upon our faith? When we compare the moments in our lives that we have fought the fight, does our faith even play a part? We fight for love. We fight for honor. We fight for possession. We fight to be first in line or to win the best bargain. But do we ever fight the good fight for our faith? I dare say, do we even remember what it would look like?
It would revolutionize our lives if every decision, every relationship, every dollar spent was made in the light of eternity.
Live different.
If only we would allow it to bathe us freely.
Instead, we allow fear to seep in. We struggle to find intellectually sound arguments and theories that allow us to seemingly remain in control. We focus on what we can build and formulate with our hands and minds. We find peace in bank accounts and people. We find security in who the world says we are.
Until we don't.
The world will only allow us to pretend to conquer it so far. The master of deception allows us to be lulled into thinking we are the master of our universe until we begin to flex our own muscles and thoughts...until we try to break away and then it willingly allows us to see the casualties that have fallen in our wake. At that moment, the tables turn and guilt is heaped upon our head.
Or perhaps, we never try to break away or stand apart but rather embrace all this world has to offer. We eagerly anticipate each stage mapped out in our life. From being single to married to family to empty nesters to senior citizens, we see the map laid out.
Until its not.
Then we fight the good fight for our life. We turn to every medical advancement and possibility. We cling to statistics that offer slivers of hope. We seek wisdom and direction from those who have devoted their lives to keeping others alive. We place our security in them, the machines and results.
And sometimes it seems to work, yet sometimes it doesn't.
What would our lives look like if the greatest fight that we have ever fought is the good fight of the faith? What if the greatest anger that we have ever experienced was due to a slight upon our faith? When we compare the moments in our lives that we have fought the fight, does our faith even play a part? We fight for love. We fight for honor. We fight for possession. We fight to be first in line or to win the best bargain. But do we ever fight the good fight for our faith? I dare say, do we even remember what it would look like?
It would revolutionize our lives if every decision, every relationship, every dollar spent was made in the light of eternity.
Live different.
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