I typically don’t make time for more than one blog per week, but this week is different. This week I witnessed something amazing in my building Wednesday morning, and I cannot help but write about it. Around 7:05 am our building held its first Fellowship of Christian Athletes (FCA) meeting in our school’s auditorium. About 20 kids showed up. We bonded, we encouraged them to bring their friends next time, and we prayed.
Did you catch that last part? WE PRAYED! How many times are teachers allowed to pray with their students? Never if you’re talking about contract hours. I had never experienced anything so cool to be allowed to pray freely with these young kids whose hearts are on fire for God. And then seeing our student leader take the ball and run with it, confidence oozing from his every purposeful step, I was filled with love for the God that allows this amazing group to happen.
Here’s the thing. I know Satan knows about us. He probably subscribes to this blog unknowingly to me and tries to thwart me with different curveballs throughout my day. The cutest little one he tried was Tuesday afternoon when he cut off FCA’s announcement to the entire building over the speakers for the fourth time. Once may have been a fluke, but four out of five times? Come on, guys, that is NOT a fluke. He knows about this and is trying desperately to stop it. But why? Doesn’t he know the resolve of this man right here, the persistence of the student leadership team, the feeling that God’s Holy Spirit is guiding us to reach out will prevail in the end?
Satan, if you’re reading this–and I know you are by the way–I have a quick message for you. I know you’re wanting me to puff up my chest, become proud, and start talking smack to you. After all, arrogance and pride are a sin. I will not resort to that type of behavior. I will never boast of my own power to you, but according to 2 Corinthians 10: 17 it states, “As the Scriptures say, ‘If you want to boast, boast only about the LORD.'” Guess what, Satan … my God is bigger than you. He always will be, and your attempts to dethrone him are as futile as counting the grains of sand in the Sahara Desert.
Oh, I’m sorry. Did that anger you? Upset you a tad? My apologies, big guy. I will give you this. You are certainly a worthy adversary, and you have taken down many through the years. But I want to end my thoughts this morning with a quick reminder to you that you have already been beaten. As it is stated in Revelation 20: 1-3, “Then I saw an angel coming down from heaven, holding the key of the abyss and a great chain in his hand. And he laid hold of the dragon, the serpent of old, who is the devil and Satan, and bound him for a thousand years; and he threw him into the abyss, and shut it and sealed it over him, so that he would not deceive the nations any longer, until the thousand years were completed; after these things he must be released for a short time.”
On that note, I welcome your attacks. It will be much like a man smashing his head into an unbreakable brick wall over and over, but if you want to make a fool of yourself, by all means do. You might be better off trying to do your evil somewhere else, however, because this school year our building will be filled with God’s Holy Spirit on Wednesday mornings before contract time. My God is omnipotent. My God is unbeatable. And yes, my God will prevail.