Two thirds the the battle plan laid out and now we come to the final piece. If you’ve struggled with addiction this story is for you. We’ve seen David close with God, prepared for battle, but what happens when he finally faces the giant?This is part 3 of 3 in “The Art Of War. (For part 1 click here) (For part 2 click here)Let’s jump in! We left off with David drawing near to Goliath with only his staff, a few stones, and a sling. Goliath from a distance sees the shepherd boy and steps forward. “So the Philistine came, and began drawing near to David, and the man who bore the shield went before him.” The stage is set....
Sometimes it feels like sinking sand. You fight and struggle, but no matter what you do this world gets the best of you. I’ve been there and so have many others, but God is there for us. We are not alone in the struggle. You can stand firm on his promises. The key to victory is in his word. This blog post will continue to look at 1 Samuel 17, and explain how David found victory in an unbeatable battle. Preparation wins battles & planning wins wars. Last blog post we touched on young David’s mindset compared to the entire army of Israel. While all of Israel cowered at the sound of Goliath’s voice, David was close to his God...
It’s as if it was written specifically about me. When Paul wrote in Romans 7:15 “I don’t really understand myself, for I want to do what is right, but I don’t do it. Instead, I do what I hate.” There is a war, and a battle within our hearts. With anger and forgiveness, pride and compassion, with lust and love. My own inabilities have only showed me how much more I need a savior. I need redeeming. The Bible says that “All have fallen short of the glory of God.” I’ve battled for a long time with my heart. There is a desire to look at women. Whether as I pass by a Victoria Secret window at the mall, or...
Standing by the ocean with my iPhone camera pointed up to the mountains thinking, “Wow God what a beautiful day. What a beautiful world you have made for us.” Knowing my 5s camera wouldn’t do the scenery justice, but taking a picture anyway. Then I get the email…
