Hold

Do you remember the battle in ‘Braveheart’ where William Wallace brings the long wooden spears, his men invite the charge of the English and in the very last second raise them up to shush kabob the charging knights?  You hear Wallace’s voice “Hold,” “Hold,” “Hold”; as the English charge approaches, closer and closer.  Andrew Jackson was once afforded the famous line ” don’t fire your muskets until you see the whites of their eye’s”; considering the killing range of a musket verses a wooden spear, one could hardly equate the equivalent here.  The Scots hold, the sound of the approaching riders almost deafening, the camera pans the faces of the defenders and we get a glimpse of what it must be like to stare your greatest fear in the face.

We read in Hosea:

“And it will come about in that day that I will respond, declares the Lord” 

Waiting and trusting for God to answer your prayers is easy to write about, easy to talk about and encouraging to hear about; there is little joy in living it out.  Especially when we see our relationship with Him as something resembling gain and loss subsequent to our level of faith, our spiritual depth and our ability to pray.  Abraham was only afforded the title “A man of faith” after he raised the knife, Peter, after he had denied the Christ; and, when asked to teach them “How to pray,” we get, “thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.”

Paul writes to the church in Corinth:

“For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face; now I know in part, but then I  shall know fully just as I also have been fully known.”

Patience is surely a virtue and we learn the most by our trials, we’ve all heard it said, “No pain, no gain,” by His wounds we are healed. So, why should we question the wait on the eleventh hour and our hope of salvation?  Because the horsemen are bearing down and; as bad as, I want to trust my commander, to hold till I see the whites of their eyes, starring the inevitable square in the face is hard.  I can see the riders getting closer and closer, when will the command come to raise my weapon!  The answer is:

When it comes.

You have one job; and that is to hold until the command comes to raise your wooden spear, grab the knife with both hands and raise it with the intention of doing its work, responding when the Lord asks “Do you love me” and trusting that His will is many times so far from our own.  The Lord told Joshua to be strong and courageous.  It’s a line that sounds so poetic with the backdrop of a man sitting in a saddle beneath a rain drenched slicker and a Winchester upright on his hip, quit another when your all out of answers and you hear nothing but the pounding of the hoofs.  Circumstances don’t change the things that are pure and simple and true.  The command is to “Hold, Hold, Hold”, because the Lord loves to show up and be the hero.  He says, that He will not ever give us more than we can handle, yet there are times when I wish that He would not trust me so greatly.  Ain’t it so.

 

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