Bowing Down

It was such a simple thing. He bowed his head in prayer before he ate his simple sandwich in the company lunchroom. But it told me so much and it brought back memories of many things: memories of being ashamed as a child, of what people would think of me if they thought I was religious, and the picture of my grandmother sitting on the side of her bed praying on the morning she woke up completely blind. His gesture said. ‘I am not afraid; I am not my own provider.’

These are terrible times; many times the battle seems lost. We need to acknowledge that God is our provider. That it is He who has made us and not ‘we ourselves.’

What would happen if every Christian in America decided today that they were going to publicly bow their heads and acknowledge that God is their provider?

The time for flailing is past. The enemy's approach is stronger and surer, and he surrounds all of us, the darkness cutting off the light, we weary, we weaken, our resolve gone. "I can't do it." we cry. "Lord, I've failed you, I can't do it. The enemy is too strong."

Then he calls to us, “Come to me. This is not your battle, it is mine”, he says. “Lay down your weapons, take up mine. My love can pierce the darkness, my blood can make the broken whole. The enemy is great and mighty. Here take the weapons I have given you, then stand. It is I who will do the fighting, just stand!”

“Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might. Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. Ephesians 6:10-11 NKJV