Thursday, February 21, 2013

The Battle Within..

"Prone to wander, Lord I feel it,
Prone to leave thy courts above.
Here's my heart, oh, take and seal it,
Seal it for thy courts above..."


I've always had a bit of a wandering heart. I've always known that my greatest threats were from within, not from without. And it's not just that this is my greatest threat, it carries with it a virtually undefeatable force..

And yet this spiritual wandering, apathy, craving for the unclean, is not all powerful within. There is something else - an internal Masada, an undefeatable, undestroyable fortress, an anchor, that provides the only true constant in my life. A desire to be not only clean and pure, not simply to be useful and productive, but to be a definition of life long, total, all out service to Christ. Unlike the historic Masada, no rampart can be built to the fortress, and the defenders are immortal, not given to acts of mass suicide.

At times this outnumbered force has the support of the indigenous population, and the occupying forces of impurity are pushed back. But indigenous populations are very fickle when it comes to determining which nation they prefer to rule over them, and, inevitably the support switches, and gained territory is lost.

One force is undefeatable by immortality, the other by size, existing familiarity with the indigenous peoples, and presence generally. And so the battle rages on, in deadlock, in back and forth fighting, in face-offs.. and will continue on indefinitely until the indigenous population chooses to fully support with one side or the other. The occupiers have an advantage by default; the outnumbered, by persistence.

The occupying army promises that, if given dominance, life for the locals would be one of ease, of happiness, enjoyment of all there is to enjoy, it paints a very enchanting picture..

Yet the harsh opposition between the two forces leaves a bitter taste, making enjoyment impossible. The minority force clearly has the advantage when it comes to influencing moral..

"The pleasures of earth,
I have seen fade away.
They bloom for a season,
But soon they, decay.

"But pleasures more lasting
In Jesus are given:
Salvation on earth,
And a mansion in heaven.."

The immortal force paints no such bright, enchanting allure, but rather promises the people that life under their control would be one filled with much hard work, pain, privation. And yet, through this, a sweetness and satisfaction will be gained, like nothing else in the world. Further, with sufficient work, it is promised, these Holy lands may be built up to a excellence and greatness not to be rivaled, past, present, or future, and not achievable by any other means.

Work. Effort. Such a dreadful thought. Why strive for something if not necessary?

Oh, but the back and forth conflict is killing the inhabitants, and destroying the land. The war must be ended. The occupying army simply cannot win - and anything short of total victory would only be temporary - which means the only route to victory of any sort is through hard work. And lots of it. Ties must be broken, works of art destroyed, long favored generals and political leaders must be assassinated and opposed, stagnant swamps drained, desert lands irrigated, new institutions constructed, the local population must learn a new language, new customs, a new culture must be established..

"Allure me no longer
Ye false glowing charms;
The Savior invites me,
I go to His arms.

"At the banquet of mercy
I year there is room.
Oh, there may I feast,
with His children at home..."

Oh, it is hard work. Truly it is the work of a life time. Yet this work is of necessity. The young men are being killed, the land laid waste.. this must be put to a stop.

Men and women, young and old, rally to the banner!
Stand, fight, by pen and vote, by word and deed, by thought and action, for freedom, justice, liberty, for true happiness.. Fight, that the work of a lifetime may be accomplished, that the hard labors which reap eternal rewards may be taken on. Rebuke the occupying force! Stand against them! Turn not a blind eye to the false pleasures laying waste to the land! Ignore no longer the inevitable destruction! Turn a deaf ear to the false charms, which you well know result in only greater pain and suffering.

Fight, that God's army may be given control. That the King of all the universe, the all knowing, all powerful, immortal, perfect God, may reign over you. A God who cannot be defeated, but cannot have victory unless you, the citizens of the land, swear to Him your unwavering allegiance!

Think not that happiness can be gained by siding with the easy majority. Think not that peace can be experienced by assaulting the undefeatable fortress. Yes, the voices can be ignored till the words are no longer heard, but the presence will remain, eternal.. The greater army is weaker, and yet it is your decision, not the strength of either side, which will sway the battle!

Yield not! Stand Firm! Strive on!

"Fear thou not;
for I am with thee:
be not dismayed;
for I am thy God:
I will strengthen thee;
yea, I will help thee;
yea, I will uphold thee
with the right hand
of my righteousness."
(Isaiah 41:10)