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The Battle

My greatest battle of every day takes place in the first fifteen minutes. It takes place even before I wake up. In fact, that is the battle. I seem to have a defective on/off switch. I struggle to fall asleep and I struggle to wake up. I tell myself it is genetic. My mother takes sleeping tablets to get to sleep and doesn’t get up until after eleven in the morning. I refuse to take sleeping tablets.

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When I was still working, I couldn’t wait to retire so I didn’t have to wake up at 6am every morning. Do you know what I have since found out? It is just as difficult to wake up at 7am as it is at 6am. I still take at least fifteen minutes to actually wake up. Coffee helps.

What would a good soldier do if he knew he would face a battle as soon as he woke up? He’d sleep with his weapon right next to his bed and it would be in his hand even before he was properly awake.

My weapon is the “sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God,” (Ephesians 6:17b ESV.) I don’t mean to suggest that I should sleep with my Bible under my pillow and bash myself awake with it, or even that I should grab my Bible and start reading the minute the first trickle of consciousness hits me. I am too fast asleep to even open my eyes, let alone comprehend letters and words! But imagine if I could get a verse of scripture into my mind first thing in the morning!

Other people face different battles every day. It might be a battle of depression or a short temper. It might be the same impatience we always feel when the children are nagging or the boss is yelling again. Regardless of the battle, wouldn’t it be an advantage to have a weapon at hand?

Of course, scripture doesn’t just pop into our minds. It has to be put there by diligent reading and meditating during times when we are not actively engaged in battle. Then, when we need our sword, it should be clean, sharp and ready at hand.

Psalm 119:11 says, “I have stored up your word in my heart, that I might not sin against you,”

So tonight I am going to try to get my sword ready before I go to sleep. Let’s hope I can find it in my foggy state tomorrow morning.

My Prayer

Your word is a lamp to my feet, Lord, and a light to my path. May my first thought tomorrow morning be of You. Please bring to my recall an apt verse of scripture. Amen.

I am an Arms Dealer

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My husband and I belong to the Gideons.

The Gideons International is an Association of Christian business and professional men and their wives dedicated to telling people about Jesus through associating together for service, sharing personal testimony, and by providing Bibles and New Testaments.

While we are often recognized for our work with hotels, we also place and distribute Scriptures in strategic locations so they are available to those who want them, as well as to those who may not know they need them.

The first school term is the time to distribute testaments to the Grade 8’s at all the schools in our area. Because of the Covid restrictions, instead of visiting schools, addressing the learners and handing out testaments individually to those who are willing to accept them, my husband has to drop boxes of testaments at the schools for them to distribute.

In the same way, the ladies used to visit clinics and doctors’ rooms and hand out testaments to the medical staff. We can’t do that anymore. Recently I left a box of testaments at the security station of the Windsor clinic.

Paul refers to the Word of God as The Sword of the Spirit. (Ephesians 6:17)

The Bible says “…the Word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow, it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.” (Hebrews 4:12 NIV)

It occurred to me that we are arms dealers. We put swords in the hands of teenagers, we arm nurses, doctors, policemen, even prisoners. How outrageous! How daring! How dangerous! If opposition comes, it is not that surprising. However, in South Africa, most people we come across are happy to receive their weapon. They value the Word of God and treasure it.

On Sunday we joined Dare to Love at Charlotte Maxeke Hospital in Johannesburg. It is the largest hospital in South Africa. We distributed over a thousand gift packs containing a Gideon’s testament, a pen, biscuits, chocolates and other goodies. When those ran out, we distributed packs containing the goodies and a Gospel of John booklet. This was meant as a gesture of appreciation to the heroes who serve on the front line.

It was an exciting morning. We are honoured to be allowed to do this work.

My Prayer

Father, thank you for the Bible, the Sword of the Spirit. Teach me to handle it aright. You know that many of the Gideon members are getting old and even dying. Please send new, younger members to help us with this work of distributing Your Word. Amen.

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Secret Wedding

This is a story for flash fiction for aspiring writers. The challenge is to write a flash fiction story between 100 and 150 words based on a prompt. This week’s prompt is from Louise at The Story Teller’s Abode.

 

Kathryn took the steps two at a time, hindered by the expanse of white dress she was holding up with both hands. The prince had said he would meet her at dawn in the old chapel. He had organised with the bishop. It was now almost an hour after dawn. She had underestimated how long it took to prepare and saddle a horse without a groom. Had he waited?

As she reached the top she saw his back receding out the other side. “Richard!” she yelled.

He turned. His face lit up. “I thought you had changed your mind,” he said, sheathing his sword again. (105 words)