We can fight. We can even fight hard, a outrance, unsparingly.
But we must be happy warriors, not an aggrieved former majority longing for the glory days.
And we have a wonderful reason to be happy warriors. Really! We do!
As we make war against every heresy, every prideful attitude, every confusion, every lie, every evasion, that raises itself up against human dignity and the knowledge of the love of Christ, we must (by God’s grace) keep watch over our inward demeanor.
When our spirits begin to resent the effort required — when our flesh begins to mutter and whine “Why do I have to expend such effort? Why must I struggle so? It’s not fair!!!” — that is the time to “give it up to God.”
That is the time to suddenly relax (feel our shoulders lower and our brows unfurrow) and realize that — amazing thought! — if we are uncomfortable and if trials abound, it means that (right here and right now) we’re racking up crowns in heaven and participating (in some tiny but tangible way) in the sufferings of Christ, for His glory and our betterment.
Which is to say: We’re okay. In fact, at that moment, we’re better than okay: We’re at our post, responding to the call, growing in grace. (Have you really thought, really felt, about how fantastic that reality is?!)
Happy warrior, indeed, who fights the good fight against all the nasty libels of lying mass media with a smile in his soul, because he knows he’s where he is supposed to be, and that the unfairness is serving a purpose, and that God is in control, is sovereign, and still — still!!! — has the whole world in His hands.
