One of my best friends is a warrior goddess. She fights with logic. She challenges perceptions and intentions. She levels out my bits of impulsiveness that shine through on my worst days. She reminds me that I am a warrior. Her beauty is ethereal yet indestructible.
She brings the realities of humanity to the people. She brings reason to chaos.
But who am I? Who am I in this intricate quilt of friendships and sisterhood?
I am a warrior priestess.
I am led by the Holy Spirit and speak daily with the Lord of the universe. My battle doesn’t take place on earthly platforms. I could care less about the drama of this life, but boy I care about what happens behind the scenes. In Ephesians 6:10, Paul writes to the people of Ephesus:
“Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.”
I yield a sword. I hold my shield with the resilience and stamina of an endurance athlete; going the distance has as much to do with your mind as it does with your body.
I fight. I challenge. I push boundaries. I also strive to operate from a place of humility and connectedness because my fight is in heavenly realms. My battle is done in prayer. It is written out on pages, those pages fill books and those books line shelves. Sure, I call out evil but more importantly I shift the focus from evil to goodness. From persecution to freedom. From ordinary to the absolute miraculous.
“For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.”
Let it be known and never questioned that I draw my strength from the Lord. My discipline comes from the stories of obedience and my heart comes from pursuing a worldview that emulates the man who gave his life for me.
“Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.”
Stand strong my friends. My fellow warriors. Whatever kind of warrior you are, be firm in your identity. Hold fast to knowledge and truth. Speak with impeccable words. Choose forgiveness and watch for signs of redemption.
I hope you know how cherished, strong, and capable you are. This world needs you.