Sunday, July 09, 2006

'Cause it's been fear that ties me down to everything but its been love your love, that cuts the strings. You make me want to be brave.*

A giant nearly ten feet tall stepped out from the Philistine line into the open, Goliath from Gath. He had a bronze helmet on his head and was dressed in armor—126 pounds of it! He wore bronze shin guards and carried a bronze sword. His spear was like a fence rail—the spear tip alone weighed over fifteen pounds. His shield bearer walked ahead of him.

David answered, "You come at me with sword and spear and battle-ax. I come at you in the name of God-of-the-Angel-Armies, the God of Israel's troops, whom you curse and mock. This very day God is handing you over to me. I'm about to kill you, cut off your head, and serve up your body and the bodies of your Philistine buddies to the crows and coyotes. The whole earth will know that there's an extraordinary God in Israel. And everyone gathered here will learn that God doesn't save by means of sword or spear. The battle belongs to God—he's handing you to us on a platter!"

Seriously...how cool is David. Noone among all the Israelites would fight this giant. They were afraid because they knew their physical limitations. David knew that with God he could slay this giant. and...he did.

How many times have I been overwhelmed by a situation saying, "Man, I can't do this."...and God says, "I can."

Got a Goliath in your life?....

*From "Brave" by Nichole Nordeman

4 comment(s):

I had me some Goliaths for sure. I love that picture of David and Goliath that the Maxwell's drew in church that Sunday. Even bought myself one. Then I gave it away. For the most part my Goliaths are history, although I still have a few pocket sized ones I carry around that I just can't seem to give up. ha! It is a journey. Just when you think you've reached the destination a whole new road opens up with hills and valleys and all sorts of stuff in the way.

By Blogger Candy, at 5:56 AM  

Yes, I do...

Lots of them


Luv
Jeremy

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 8:17 AM  

Well, my Goliath is ME. I'm my own worst enemy! Like Candy, I've got some pocket sized Goliaths too!!

By Blogger Danielle, at 7:29 AM  

I always liked this story because anytime you have a folks hanging around to get stoned, I figure you have the ingredients for a fun story. As for the Goliaths in my life, I sent them all on vacation.

By Blogger Frustrated Writer, at 9:02 AM  

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