My Champion
- Tanya Caldwell
- 15 minutes ago
- 2 min read
Sometimes I fail. I fail at the things I'm trying to do to live my life in honour of a King who gave his for me. Often it's in trivial things - like giving in to temptation to eat too much junk food. But it bothers me, because Jesus refused to eat bread offered in temptation when he was actually starving! And I give in so easily. And the enemy makes sure that it plagues me with an awareness of my unworthiness. I am unworthy of the price Jesus paid for my life. He stayed strong and determined despite horrible circumstances.
I'm very aware how weak I am. My accuser taunts me with it - says how I really belong to him and I will never win. And yet - as I struggle with my feelings of shame, Jesus sits with me. And he says "All you have to do is ask, and I'll be your champion. I'll fight him for you." I love that God of mine. So my heart says yes! Please Jesus! Be my champion! And I kneel behind him claiming him as my protector.
Jesus takes his position - standing strong between me and the one who wants to bring me low. It's a position of authority and power. Satan has no claim here. And he slinks away. My feelings of shame and discouragement dissipate. Nothing about me has changed. But Jesus offers his Lordship and potency to stand between my weakness and my accuser. And as weak as I am - I am his, so I am saved.
Many people think that this free gift would lead to licentiousness - the opportunity to live however I like, knowing that I'll be gifted his protection whenever I ask. But that's not how it works. That selfless sacrifice and protection of his, despite my unworthiness, stirs deep love and loyalty in me. I have no desire to be anything but the best that he sees in me. And each time I fail, and he stands as my champion, the more humbly I cling to his goodness and plans for me. The more I want to live the life that he stands for.
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