The Good Battle

The Battle.

Everyone finds themselves in or witness to some battle in their lives.

It is a battle between good and evil. 

Feel it in the thickness of the air.  

See it in the faces of those around you.

Hear words hissed under one's breath or screams shattering the walls.

The battle isn't pretty.  

There is pain, there is fear, there is exhaustion.

There are cries for the battle to just be over.

But wait... we only want the battle to be over when good wins. 

When the lesson is learned.

The prodigal comes home.

Lives are changed for the better.

Addictions are broken, relationships are restored and apologies are uttered.  

Until that victory, I actually want the battle to wage on. 

I want the fight.  

I want the tears. 

As the fight goes on, hope is still clinging. Victory is still in reach. No towels have been thrown in and the fat lady hasn't sung.

Try to take comfort that the fight is still underway.

And the day will come when evil is defeated, the warrior will rise out of the ruins, scars on his arms, wounds on his hands and he will declare victory.  

Until that day, take comfort in the fight.