I like to pick books up from time to time and just read a chapter or a few pages at a time to spur my thinking. I used to read books endlessly and in the past couple of years, I’ve found myself digging for the gems that really hit me.
Recently, I’ve been picking at a good book bought for me by a buddy of mine called the Four Pillars of a Man’s Heart by Stu Weber. Halfway through the book, Weber describes an elk hunting expedition where in the midst of the hunt, he walked into a 10-foot square clearing in which he caught eyes with a mountain lion standing over a young elk calf. The lion had broken the calfs neck and was ready to feast when Weber walked in on dinner.
The lions “big yellow eyes narrowed into slits as he regarded me. I’m sure his pulse rate was up, too. Big cougars will normally spend a lifetime without being seen by a human, let along one at a range of ten feet- during lunch hour! The cougar’s eyes betrayed no fear, only seething hostility. His dusty yellow ears had dropped down flat to his skull-like a tom cat in an alley fight. Only I didn’t feel like any threatening tom. I felt more like an itty-bitty kitty, wishing to be excused from this unwanted encounter. And I really didn’t want to fight. Yeah, I had a rifle. But at that range, I figured I might have time for just one shot.”
I can’t say I’ve been there, but there have many times in my journey where I feel as though I’m unequipped to handle the mountain lion in front of me and I have to admit yesterday was one of those days for me. I came face to face with my fears and while I wasn’t crippled, I felt defeated.
Amazingly, all throughout scripture, men of God were faced with lions, bears, and giants. But, of all of the stories God has left for us I believe the one that strikes me most is that of the fearless little shepherd boy, David, facing the Philistine Giant. His faith and confidence in God was amazing. “The LORD who delivered me from the paw of the lion and the paw of the bear will deliver me from the hand of this Philistine.” I Sam 17:37
While I was wounded yesterday, not beat, I woke this morning with a new resolve and a fresh feeling of God’s mercy and grace on my heart and am experiencing his strength working in me as I see him working in my own favor. I faced the lion yesterday and while I trembled at his sight, my God was victorious. It’s been a long journey, but to the praise of my God, the God of David, I’m alive and I am His.