Christ is the ideal soldier: he never leaves a man behind. Even under enemy fire he risks his own life to save the men and women under his authority. He puts the needs of his platoon before his own: they eat and then he eats; they sleep and then he sleeps; they shower and then he showers. His love is relentless.
He steels my spine; he is my inner skeleton. He gives my life structure and stability. His Spirit trains me to handle heavy artillery and shields me with camouflage from Satan’s arsenal.
Together we march through rough terrain as he encourages us across enemy line to take back a beachhead of promises. God is our master gunnery sergeant: the overseer of our spiritual recon training and wellbeing.
At the end of the day, when the dust settles, the smoke clears, and the blood dries, he cleans me up and says, “Well done, good and faithful soldier.”
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