Pray the words of this Lazaroo aloud, with bullheaded, rock-ribbed faith:
“Look, O LORD, on my affliction, for the enemy has triumphed.”
Do I ever know how this one feels!
There have been countless times in my life when it looked like these words should have been spoken over me – or over someone I love:
“The enemy has triumphed.”
If I had tried to call it anything other than total defeat
I would have invited ridicule from everyone around me.
“Stick a fork in it,” they said.
But since when can anyone count You out?
Is this not Your specialty –
taking lost causes
and turning them into stunning victory?
When will I get it through my thick skull that this is what You do?
Is this not the very essence of faith –
to be sure of what I hope for?
certain of what I do not see?
He who laughs last
Deuteronomy 8:16; Job 19:25; Psalms 48:14; Psalms 112:8; Psalms 119:33; Ecclesiastes 7:8; Matthew 10:22; Romans 8:24-25; 1 Corinthians 1:8; Galatians 6:9; Hebrews 10:35-39; Hebrews 11:1-2; Hebrews 11:6; Revelation 2:26
Scripture taken from the HOLY BIBLE, NEW INTERNATIONAL VERSION®. NIV®. Copyright© 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society. Used by permission of Zondervan. All rights reserved.