Yesterday I was reminded how far I have to go, but how far He has brought me.
I read through some more of Hinds Feet on High Places and was knocked over by such a simple passage. Much-Afraid has wondered out onto a lonely area of the beach away from her companions Sorrow and Suffering as she journeys towards the High Places. Unknown to her, four of her enemies are lurking nearby and have been waiting for this very chance to get to her alone. Pride, Resentment, Bitterness and Self-Pity have been watching and lurking and are ready to take Much-Afraid back with them to the Valley of Humiliation.
Much-Afraid finds herself pinned into a tight spot and picks up a rock to defend herself against her enemies attacks. Pride taunts her and assures her that she doesn't have a chance against them, she should just give up. But Much-Afraid is growing in Truth and confidence in her Shepherd and she calls for Him to come to her aid. The Shepherd arrives instantaneously and knocks Pride into the sea and scares Resentment, Bitterness and Self-Pity away.
The Shepherd arrived the minute Much-Afraid called for Him to come to her aid. That truth hit me so hard as I realized how frequently I don't call out to Him to help me. I pick up my own "rocks" to defend myself against the attacks of the enemy and I don't even need to tell you how futile that is.
He is my help.
He is the Only One with power to defeat my enemies. And He is available to me, to you...if only I would call out to Him.