Valiant

Deserted and desolate. Together, united and rejoicing. Triumphant in segregated steps of victory and an overwhelming sense of belonging. He triggers morbid atmospheres and renowned condemnation. My current state does not reflect my overall standing, nor does my current state reflect where I will end up. Surrounded by wails, weeping hearts and tormented spirits, I am in the valley with you believer. Can you see, we’re reflecting depressing odds of failure and demoralizing circumstances? There is sorrow and its even tide. We can’t sleep, but perk up, because there is promise of fathomable joy in the morning. The norm is, that we are weak and have lost our minds. The norm is, that we have no idea of pleasure and have been blinded by a fib of a religion. Why then are we pressed down and persecuted for a lie and are not left alone for a moment of a faithless belief? Who is in the dark and without understanding? Me or you non-believer? See, I am valiant and void of fear. Brother, sister, there is hope! Valiant doesn’t mean the absence of fear but the presence of courage. Brethren, set your mind on the things above and be of good cheer, for he has overcome the world. Everything in the good news was designed for your good and rigged for a trying victory. Trying times, your precious faith will be tested for originality and validity. Be valiant, dauntless and let every Psalm expedite your doubt to the court of joy and peace. Let your worry and unbelief be arrested by comfort in the power of His Spirit who comforts you.

  

Give me that good old time religion. Faith like a mustard seed to remove mountains. Steadfast patience to outlive seasons of deep dark carved out valleys. Bottomless pits of troubled waters, valiant character stands out like a shining super nova. Think on it, that which is good, that which sustains your soul and refreshes your spirit, meditate on it and let it guard your heart for all the days of life. An imperfect being in an imperfect world, loved by a perfect God who gave a perfect son. Believer, you are a cut out silhouette image of the first born son, whose name is above all names. We draw our strength from living waters and eat from infinite sustaining bread. I only hunger and thirst for righteousness. My only ambition holiness and my heavenly calling, love. Predestined for greatness and supported by a holy host of flaming messengers of fire who are valiant in might. Love who you have become and your nature no longer fallen. Be grateful of the perfect sacrifice and offering of your sin. Don’t look to the left nor to the right, and definitely don’t look back. His word is the perfect mirror beholding your broken image needing saving grace. How he has completed the rescue mission and now made you more valiant and not in yourself, but in Him. See, you are, because He is. We are not because we deserve to, but because he is merciful and His grace never ends nor does it fail. Valiant, courageous, heroic and fearless, hold on to the gospel and take firm courage believer, because in due time, you will reap and eternal weight of glory. Amen.