Fearless

You gotta play along with this one, imagine this, picture it with your eyes closed per say as I try to paint this epic encounter.  I was just thinking about Israel and how much I miss digging at Khirbet Qeiyafa, and well 1 Samuel 17 rushed into my head, so here we go...

Dust was in the air as a gentle breeze blew in from the coast, there in the distance stood the nuisance of so many days past.  The time had come, I told myself, to prove the fearlessness and power of my God!  The armies were camped upon both sides of the hill, ours upon the hill at Shaaraim, the Philistines upon the other.  So many had lost their faith, their tiny hearts had not the courage to face this evil creature.

The sun hung high in the sky, everything was still except for the soft sound of the stream running through the valled of Elah, where I stood across from this giant.  I was afraid, yet I knew God was with me as he always had been, guiding my hands to slay the lions and predators that tormented my father's sheep.  Something had to be done about this abomination to the LORD, and by God I'm was going to die trying to show these Philistines the power and truth of our God, the one God, the LORD of Israel.

A rasping shout emerged from the giant, reverberating against the hills... "Am I a dog, that you come at me with sticks?" ... "Come here, and I'll give your flesh to the birds of the air and the beasts of the field."

Guide my hands LORD... I am yours, I whispered to myself... then suddenly I shouted to the beast... "You come against me with sword and spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the LORD Almighty, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied.
This day the LORD will hand you over to me, and I'll strike you down and cut off your head. Today I will give the carcasses of the Philistine army to the birds of the air and the beasts of the earth, and the whole world will know that there is a God in Israel.
All those gathered here will know that it is not by sword or spear that the LORD saves; for the battle is the LORD's, and he will give all of you into our hands!"

My feet began to move, my sandals feeling light as air, tearing through the gravel and dirt beneath me.  Reaching into my pouch I grabbed one of the smooth stones I had taken from the stream earlier.  My grip was firm, assured, I felt as though God's hands were fused within my own.  Close to a dead sprint and gaining towards the lumbering Giant who was readying to throw his spear, I stuck the stone in my sling and started winding it over my head.  Just as Goliath reared back to through his spear and pin me to the valley floor, now at a complete and utter sprint I released the stone from my sling with a shout... time froze for what seemed like an eternity, Goliath lunged forward about to release the javelin from his grip... but right at that instant the stone struck that demon directly in the forehead...

David was so fearless for God, for proving to the world how much God meant to him, for living that fearless Christian live, fully devoted.  He made mistakes as we all do, as I do so often, but he always came back in forgiveness... a man after God's own heart.  I want to be more fearless in my faith, I apologize for that attempt of a story of the battle scene of David and Goliath... It's just awesome to imagine the fearlessness and faith which David showed and breathed in as he undertook that challenge of life and death for the LORD : )  Epic stuff... we gotta be fearless, we have one life to live here on earth and one great eternity before us!!!!!!!!