Behind Enemy Lines

May 29th,

   We are not in our element, we are not home, we are lost.

   Look at how obsessed we are with living our lives.  How much time and effort we put into our physical self, our pleasures and comforts, our job, our car, our homes. Guess what, It's all gonna burn.  The time we exert into our belongings is foolishly obsessive when our true, eternal pleasure is being thrown under the bus.  Nothing, absolutely nothing we have attained in our time here will be put in our spiritual resumé.  When we stand face to face to our creator, stripped of all worldly possessions, one thing matters; that we fearlessly fought for Him. Blunt? Yup. Get over it, it's true.

   It's not about what we have here.  We are all aliens to this earth and strangers to this soil. We don't belong here, our home is somewhere else. That makes us citizens of a celestial city, trapped in a hostile, physical war zone.  It's a disparaging place to be because we act like it's the only place to be, but it's not; there is something better, something absolutely, and unsurpassably perfect. That is heaven, God's place for us and our place with God.  If this was all there was, this world with this crap, then i'm done, give me the gun and i'll get it over with myself. Many have, simply not knowing or being able to grasp the fact that all this hurt is temporary and not necessary.

  We are indeed behind enemy lines and we must follow The Way out. There's no such thing as staying where we are, we are either captured by the enemy and corrupted by their ways, or fearlessly driving toward our home base. What does a soldier do when trapped behind enemy lines? Calls in  air support and then tears his way out with every ounce of ferousity he has giving no heed to the enemy, throwing off the barb wire and sprinting toward his goal. Hebrews 12:1 "Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us." Christ is our way out, He is the goal, He is the good race. So call in His air support, (prayer) run for the finish! Push the enemy out of the way! Be brutal, Whatever it takes!  As Edna from The Incredibles would say, "Go! Fight! Win!"