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"Here's the Deal"
March 1, 2010
I recently spent 8 days living at my daughter and son-in-laws house with their five children, all girls. Their ages range from 13 years to 13 months.
Each morning I tried to arise before the sound of the baby's cries in the monitor beside my bed. Sometimes I was successful, most times I wasn't. With that many children and age range as soon as your feet hit the floor you are off and running. The triathlon is a walk in the park compared to living with five lively girls.
One day I was talking with the 13 year old about how she wanted to get out of her comfort zone this year. At the same time I was trying to comfort the whimpering, sick baby on my lap. As we were discussing the 'why's' and 'how's' of how she could accomplish this the two year old, Lucy, burst into the room. She started talking to me about how she was being treated by her six and eight year old sisters.
Her Boppa was at the other end of the house where all of this was taking place so I asked her to go tell him. She looked at me with focused attention while pointing her little finger and said, "No, I tellin' you!" Lucy may only be two but I decided I better pay attention (I was trying hard not to laugh). I listened and gave her instruction as to what Boppa should say to her sisters.
Lucy is very articulate and clearly states her needs. She marched her little two and a half foot frame down to the other end of the house. She bypassed Boppa, not stopping to tell him what to do, ask for his help or his advice. She went straight to the problem, her two sisters. She needed no middle man to help her out! She walked in the room where they were and, with hands on her hips, emphatically stated, "HERE'S THE DEAL, Nama said...", then proceeded to tell them how they were going to treat her.
Her sisters were so shocked at her emphatic resolution to the problem it stopped them in their tracks!
It made me think, how often can I stop the tirade of accusations by my enemy, Satan, if I would just go to the source of my help, the Word of God, and find out what He says I should do. Instead I usually let the treatment of my enemy go on and on and on until I am a whimpering puppy. Often asking others for help or advice first.
I need to take a lesson from Lucy, go straight to the problem solver for advice, trust that He knows best, then emphatically tell my enemy, "HERE'S THE DEAL, God said...!" It's the 'shock and awe' factor that will stun my enemy and give me some much needed relief.
What do you usually do when the enemy is attacking? Who do you go to for advice? How will you proceed differently in the future?
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