So this past Sunday, I spoke about God’s call on Gideon.
It’s such a bizarre story. Gideon is minding his own business, deep in a pit, threshing wheat like a coward where no one can harass him. And somehow God finds him in this pit, and declares that he’s a mighty warrior.
I don’t think Gideon was looking to pick a fight with the Midianites. I don’t think being a hero was anywhere on his radar. He admits that he’s the weakest member of the weakest clan. All he wants to do is find enough grain to feed his family. And yet God calls him to fight this incredible, epic battle against the enemies of Israel.
It makes me wonder…does God have bigger dreams for me than the everyday, monotony of living, eating, being a dad, being a pastor, sleeping, etc?
Is there a greater battle for me to fight where God would declare over my life “Mighty Warrior”?
But then I wonder if it’s a foolish, melodramatic wish see great big battles. Perhaps I need to see the genuine battles that are being waged in my life and around my life everyday. The battle against sin. The battle to intercede in prayer for those who are suffering. The battle to lead our church deeper into the gospel. The battle to shepherd my children and love my wife with the love of Christ…
Maybe it’s strange to see these things as battles.
But in light of how hard my flesh pulls me towards inaction, apathy, deadness, and neglect—it really is a battle of the first order to do the “small things” well. And I figure when I’m valiantly fighting these battles and seeing victory, the larger, more glorious battle will be all the more apparent. And I have this sneaking suspicion that by the time I see this greater battle, I’ll realize that I’ve been fighting in it all along.
Pastor D
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