God’s Word for Today: Fighting
Acts 5:39 But if it is from God, you will not be able to stop these men; you will only find yourselves fighting against God.”
The other evening, I was invited to a Muay Thai exposition. I had the choice of whether to watch, or participate. Anyone who knows me, knows that if given the choice in any event, I will participate.
So, here I am in my Husker shorts and “Fear the Corn” t-shirt, bowing politely before I step barefoot on the mat. It was a nice mat with two or three colors all in a perfect order designating middle, main, and outer limits. No boundary cables, no bell in the corner, no organized seating for spectators. Just a large mat in a nice, tidy fitness gym. What harm could there be in this?
Now, I will admit my visions of participating were simply; practicing “The Art of Eight Limbs” and using eight points of contact the body mimics as weapons of war. Cool stuff. A punch thrown here or there. An elbow or two. Maybe a good knee brought up to someone’s lowered head. Even a well-placed kick to the kidneys. Dance around a little. Imitate some UFC stuff. Good times.
One and a half hours later. My body exhausted of all possible sweat and oxygen. My muscles woken up from a long dream, only to be used and abused beyond recognition. My toes trying to find their way off the mat. To heck with the rest of that slightly overweight and somewhat out of shape body. My toes wanted out of there. Only because there was nothing left of the rest of me. Clear up to the overgrown, half painted hair on my head, was complete exhaustion. It was quite the little exhibition. There are parts I really don’t remember. Survival mode had kicked in. The clock had appeared to pause. Oh how I wished there was a bell in the corner.
I don’t know if I can bring to play, words like fortitude, might, strength, and character. It was more like stubbornness, hard headed, ignorance, teach these young bucks at thing or two, the instructor is as old as me I can’t quit, or just plain stupid. I hung in there the whole time. I really didn’t want to. After the first 5 minutes, my mistake in judgment of the definition of exhibition had been realized. I believe I left the mat with my head held high. I am glad there wasn’t a video camera.
Today’s verse is talking about the Good News of Jesus’ sacrifice of life and resurrection, for our sins, growing and spreading. The disciples and followers of the Gift of Grace from God were being opposed in every direction they went. The church was growing, but due to stubbornness, ignorance, and a few other choice words of resistance, people didn’t want to hear the Good News, no less accept it. They would rather be part of a mob that ridiculed, beat, and sometimes killed the ones preaching Jesus and everything He meant. The ones delivering this message were constantly fighting just to stay alive. But God was taking care of them.
Today, know that your life is the same way. If you somehow got the picture that your participation in life was a simple little exhibition that you could politely bow out of at any time, you were wrong. God never said He would make your life a walk in the park. He did promise though, that if your struggles and fighting thru adversity were called in His name, He would always be right there with you. Not watching, not observing, not passively giving advice. God is there as a part of you every fighting moment.
Prayer: Dear Lord, Master of the Art of Life. Thank you for always being right there with me. Forgive me for the times that life’s fight has been so difficult that I blame you. I know better Lord. Help me today to enjoy this fighting called life. Until my bell has finally rung. In Jesus’ who taught that the best fighting comes from the heart, name I pray. Amen and amen.