We are soldiers who perform a weekly drill together, as one platoon in the division of the Lord’s army. But this is a strangely fitted regiment. We carry songbooks and bibles, bread and wine, instead of ammunition. We are a choir who sing God’s praise. We boast in our weakness, not our capabilities. We pray for our enemies and love them and serve them.
God has set things up this way so that faith is required of His Church on earth. We have to believe that fighting this way is effective, b/c there are certainly times when we can’t SEE that fact. We have to believe our General’s methods are best for victory. He just walked in to their camp, laid down His sword, let them arrest and execute Him. But God’s love and covenant promises are stronger than death. Once we die with our General, we rise with Him, too. As long as we abide in the vine, we are more than conquerors. We are kings and priests, sitting with our father Abraham at the table of Christ’s Kingdom, not worthy to be here, but made partakers nonetheless – by grace, through faith, b/c of Christ, for God’s glory.
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