Fight. And Light. ~ The Grace Between

Fight. And Light.

The prompt tonight is FIGHT. {Five Minute Friday is back, yay!} I was rolling it around on my tongue, waiting for more words, coherent thoughts, to follow. And truthfully, I was just about to bow out when my seven year old nephew shouted from upstairs. “Hey! Fight and light rhyme!” And my mom laughed and said that should be your first sentence. And I laughed with her-then sat up in the leather chair {BECAUSE MY MOM HAS ONE TOO} and started to write.

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Fight. And light. {Hey, that rhymes!}

Friends, I can’t lie. These beginning weeks of this deployment have been difficult and I have not worn them well. I am anxious, impatient, and short-tempered. A vague sense of foreboding hovers around me like a grey, cartoon-ish rain cloud.

I know those feelings are wrong. {Especially the foreboding}. And I am ever grateful for the Psalms, a Biblical crying out in the dark.

A fight for the Light.

Psalm 18:1 … In my distress I called upon the Lord; to my God I cried for help.
From his temple he heard my voice, and my cry to him reached his ears … {and further along, v. 28 …} For it is you who light my lamp; the Lord my God lightens my darkness.

Psalm 27:1-2 … The Lord is my light and my salvation; Whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of my life; Of whom shall I be afraid? 

Psalm 130 … Out of the depths I cry to you, O LORD! O Lord, hear my voice! Let your ears be attentive to the voice of my pleas for mercy! If you, O LORD, should mark iniquities, O Lord, who could stand? But with you there is forgiveness, that you may be feared. I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in His word I hope; my soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning, more than watchmen for the morning. O Israel, hope in the LORD! For with the LORD there is steadfast love, and with Him is plentiful redemption. And He will redeem Israel from all his iniquities.

More than watchmen for the morning … waiting for the Light.

And being reformed, of course, I know my fight is futile without the grace of a Saviour who has mercy on my flailings … Him, the Light of the world; me, a blackened sinner. 

Through His Word, I cry. In His Word I hope.

{Editor’s note: I realize that your dark days may look nothing like mine. May be infinitely harder than I can ever imagine. I know that sometimes what we KNOW as Christians seems to be drowning under the treachery of how we FEEL in the midst of darkness. And while it may seem simple, or trite even … it is still truth. You have hope in His Word. There is Light in the dark. I pray you see it.}

~M.

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