The battle is of God

I am tempted to think that at times she did not have the  fare to make it to the judge, other days she lacked the courage to go meet her, maybe some mornings she just didn’t feel like, or maybe, just maybe, she almost gave up.

But one day, the judge decided that he had had enough and acted on her case.

And this is what the good book says in verse 7:

‘And  shall not God avenge his own elect , which cry day and night unto him, though he bear long with them?’

The answer in verse 8:

I tell you that he will avenge them speedily.

How many times have you called upon God to prevail upon your troubles?

How many times have you fasted and prayed that he might  at least send the rain, if not the cloud a size of a man’s hand?

How many times have you cried out in distress to the mighty man of Calvary?

What I have come to learn, is that God makes things beautiful in His own time.

It took the woman with an issue 12 years to get to the great physician, Jairus had to walk the crowded streets a whole day to get Jesus to his home, the paralytic had to wait 38 years for his salvation, but even then, his friends had to hold his  bed through the roof.

Oh! and Lazarus had to wait four  days for Christ in his grave.

Even today, painful and depressing my circumstance is, I will wait at the gate of the city, just like Bartimeus, and cry out that Son of David may pass this way…

The beauty of it all is that Christ has never been defeated, he bears no record of defeat.

Remember when Joshua asked for the sun and moon to stop till they were done fighting their enemies?

When Jehoshaphat and the children of Israel sand and marched while   God fought for them in the wilderness of  Tekoa?

And so many other battles God fought .

Yours and mine is no different today….

Let the Lord have his way…

For he says ‘if we but have faith the size of a mustard seed…

Just that big… God bless.