Have you noticed life is full of battles?
Good ones, bad ones, easy ones, hard ones, stupid ones? Some we will never win. Some that will never end?
Are you someone who picks up the sword for others? Your job is to be the buffer between the problem and the person, and you carry a big heavy sword to fight that battle? And it seems as of lately there’s just more and more and more battles. And less and less warriors.
Have you come to the place where you realize that it’s really not your battle? It’s not your job to be the warrior? Have you concluded that you have wasted weeks, months, years trying to be that warrior? Are you so consumed and exhausted by the wars that you have a death grip on the sword, and you can’t let go?
I’m here to tell you - you need to let your sword down. Ask Jesus to peel your fingers off the handle. Take a breath, sit back and position yourself rightfully. That position is behind the Lord who reaches over and picks up your sword and does the work for you.
Yes, we all have such good intentions in our fight. We care about people we want things right. We want things better. It’s in our nature to try to fix. But there comes a time when a Boy Scout can’t do the job of a Navy Seal. And life right now needs Navy Seals.
Our God is that Navy Seal on steroids. It’s time to let go, lay down, and go behind the one who sees all, knows all, and can conquer all.
One last tidbit, if you think God lays the sword down for a minute – #1. It’s not your job to pick it up. #2. God has multiple armies to carry the sword. It’s not your place to step in and muck up the process.
One other last tidbit. This letting go of the sword happens over and over again because at first we feel more comfortable, we can operate better in our groove of holding the sword.
Dropping the sword creates a new work. Trusting. While trusting and trying not to pick the sword back up feels heavy and hard to begin with, the more often you have the sword down, the quicker you can leave it there.
I’m dropping my sword again and I’m praying I won’t feel the cold metal in my hand once more.
