Fighting the Cosmic Forces. A Dance of Death, A Call to Arms.

"How are we ignorant of our hunger,
Inebriated by too much sleep?
How have we fallen into so deep a slumber?
How are we so deceived?
It's as if we starve to death at the wedding feast.

DO YOU NOT GET IT?! DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?!
THIS PRESENT DARKNESS SEEKS YOUR VERY LIVES!
WAKE UP, YOU SLEEPERS! OPEN YOUR EYES!"

excerpt from "Opiate"
- Looking for Atlantis


*cue Killswitch Engage*

As I sat in church Sunday morning and listened to an excellent sermon on spiritual warfare, I wondered if I'm alone in my desire to really eff up a demon, Iliad style.

We often sing of battle and the war in heaven and the victory we have in Jesus Christ, and so it boggles my mind how so many of us think we can just watch from a distance as spectators in a galactic coliseum viewing a play-fight of some battle that happened a long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away. I see people nod and raise their hands and shout, "Amen!"--selfish people who are more concerned with catching up with friends than being equipped with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace, ignorant people whose belt of truth is conveniently missing and don't know any better, defenseless people whose shield of faith and sword of the Spirit are more fitted for a toy soldier--giving lip service to the god of church or the god of chapel; because those gods can't see the state of our decaying and decrepit hearts, they are far easier to please than Yahweh is.

How do I feel so alone in my desire to take the fight to the Enemy? Has our army fallen asleep?

I can honestly say that I sincerely hope that one day, I will stand on the field of Megiddo along with all His saints and take part in the bloodbath as the skies turn black and the stained fields burn red. I hope that His armies won't be exclusive to the angels, but that, though vengeance is the Lord's, He will share it with His saints. I hope that I will be able to charge the ranks and ramparts of the armies of the Evil One, and that I will take my share of demon blood. I hope that, before they are tossed into the Lake of Fire, He will allow me the chance to fight alongside Him in giving the death-dealers and the damned the death and destruction they so desire.

DO YOU NOT GET IT?! DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?!

I do not fear defeat or the fate of the armies of Light; I know we shall prevail.

THIS PRESENT DARKNESS SEEKS YOUR VERY LIVES!

I fear that you sleeping saints will be caught unawares by the schemes of the Evil One and crushed in the onslaught.

WAKE UP, YOU SLEEPERS! OPEN YOUR EYES!

I fear you will become a casualty.

PLEASE. OPEN YOUR EYES.


"Blessed be the Lord, my rock,
who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle;
he is my steadfast love and my fortress,
my stronghold and my deliverer,
my shield and he in whom I take refuge,
who subdues peoples under me."
- Psalm 144:1-2 ESV

"Wake up from your drunken stupor, as is right, and do not go on sinning. For some have no knowledge of God. I say this to your shame. Behold! I tell you a mystery. We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed... When the perishable puts on the imperishable, and the mortal puts on immortality, then shall come to pass the saying that is written: 'Death is swallowed up in victory.' 'O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?' The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ."
- 1 Corinthians 15:34, 51, 54-57 ESV

"Therefore you have no excuse, O man, every one of you who judges. For in passing judgment on another you condemn yourself, because you, the judge, practice the very same things."
- Romans 2:1 ESV



Sometimes I wish I could carry around a sword everywhere I went, if only for reminding myself that we are indeed at war.