Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith, let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us. We do this by keeping our eyes on Jesus, the champion who initiates and perfects our faith. Because of the joy[c] awaiting him, he endured the cross, disregarding its shame. Now he is seated in the place of honor beside God’s throne. (Hebrews 12:1-2)
Read: Ezekiel 29:1-30:26, Hebrews 11:32-12:13, Psalm 112:1-10, Proverbs 27:17
Relate: “I’m just a girl waiting for my prince to come riding into my life on a white horse and save me from this mundane life. I’m waiting for my knight in shining armor, the guy who can show me that happily ever afters really do exist.” In preparation for this post, I was planning to look up some facts on the armor from the medieval age. Instead, this quote popped up right near the top of my feed, attributed to “unknown”. Personally, I don’t think Mr. Unknown is nearly clever as he thinks he is. Far too many things are attributed to him that really were said or written to others and I had a feeling Mr. Unknown wasn’t truly the author of this quote. After all, many of the other things he said make it clear he is a dude, but this definitely sounds more like something a lady would say.
In a brief effort to prove my suspicions right, I put the quote in the search bar and asked Mr. Google to work his magic. After scrolling through the first few pages it was clear that this mystery would not be solved easily and so I gave up. I don’t really care that much about this quote to go digging. Though I might not care for this quote, apparently plenty of girls on dating sites do. Mr. Google told me that there are plenty of girls out there who have put this as their “about me” description on those dating sites. Now I know, when it is time to leave the single life behind all I need do is learn to ride a horse and invest in some high-quality LARP gear.
I do find it amusing how many people tend to romanticize the “elite” soldiers from this era of history. King Arthur’s round table was filled with men of courage and integrity and valor who gallivanted around the countryside slaying dragons, rescuing damsels, and outwitting questioning trolls on bridges. (I prefer to just ignore the trolls that frequently pop up on my river walks) These men feared nothing.
Well, almost nothing. I tend to believe that each and every knight who decked himself up in all those refurbished pots and kettles did actually have one terror in common. I don’t think there was a knight in existence who was not scared of falling off boats or bridges. Think about it. How quickly do you think those clumsy knights who answered the troll wrong will find themselves embedded at the bottom of the river? They don’t stand a chance. The moment their overbalanced accouterment pulls them into the water they are done for. No chance.
React: The knight’s armor is supposed to make them secure, but really it tends to get in the way. That helmet keeps the head from easily swiveling and severely limits visibility. Those arm braces and shoulder pads hinder a full range of motion for your arms. Beyond this, all that weight will slow its bearer down and quickly wear him out. If you don’t believe me, just ask Sir Vardas Egan. He thought he had that armor-less Bron whipped. But in the end, he was the one falling through the Sky Gate.
Are there things, good things, in my life that hinder my walk with God? Do the very things that I thought were making me strong and self-reliant actually stand in the way of the race God has called me to run? Is the armor I have built around my heart putting me in very real danger of a quick and fatal drowning? What are some things I need to take off that I might trust in God rather than them? Do I need to shed a few pounds?
I want to pursue You. I really do, but sometimes this weight is dragging me down. I don’t want to let go. I don’t want to leave myself unprotected. All too often I don’t even realize how counterproductive my self-reliance is. Help me strip away my security even as I shed off my sin. Both prevent me from seeing You. Both prevent me from running the race You have called me to. In You alone do I trust. After You alone do I chase.
18 thoughts on “Shed Some Pounds”
good style, but no need to chase any God. He is with you already
Your posts are very interesting and as a fellow Christian, I really appreciate your reflections on faith.
Bring the medieval times and romance but keep the present Faith and don’t forget the wifi! 🙂 Thank you for sharing. I am enjoying your blog so far. it is soul refreshing
Very relate-able and encouraging. I too need to she some pounds. Thank you for sharing!
Thanks for this beautiful piece of expression. 🙂
Parikshit, from India.
Oh man, you’re making me think. And I need to. There are things–habits–in my spiritual life that have just begun to feel so weighty and heavy and I’ve relied on them.
Personally, I’ve always liked David and his sling and stones. “Oh, I need a sword? Once I’ve knocked you down I’ll take yours.”
I was just thinking about armor today. Yes, my armor keeps me from God sometimes; but, for being in the world (which is not always kind), armor can be useful. It is best to know when and how to take it off and with whom.
I am not quite sure how you are using this analogy but I have a feeling I don’t quite agree with you.
I agree with what you said about shedding our armor to get close to God.
I was just saying sometimes (for me, anyway), there’s a little bit of strength that is helpful in dealing with stressful situations. Then I take off my armor in closeness to the divine. I wonder if that makes sense.
1. I love your blog (except for the ads). I wonder if they show up that way on my blog?
2. Medieval armor is the wrong armor (of God). Roman armor in the late BC years would be more appropriate and less cumbersome (doesn’t really cover the whole body, however – guess that’s where God becomes our rereward (guardian of our backside – I had to look that up when I found it in the Bible)
3. I could definitely shed some pounds. Thank you.
I love the metaphor of men in suits of armor falling off bridges. It made me laugh b/c I so agree with you that we have to relieve ourselves of our own personal armor in order to allow the current of life to take us where we need to do. Otherwise we sink under the weight of our own fears. Good post!
A suit of armor, either real or metaphorically, is nothing more than a device to give someone a false sense of security. It makes you feel like you need nothing more to live when in fact it prevents you from living to your fullest. If you strip off your false armor for God you will have true security and will live your life to its fullest. God Bless.
” I tend to believe that each and every knight who ever decked himself up in all those refurbished pots and kettles did actually have one terror in common. I don’t think there was a knight in existence who was not scared of falling off boats or bridges. Think about it. How quickly do you think those clumsy or outfought fools will find themselves embedded on the bottom of the sea?”
Oh my goodness, that cracked me up. Love it.
God and I have been “exercising” to help me “shed off some pounds” and it’s been one of the most refreshing moments in my life. Love your writing style too. New follower alert!
This is very clever! well done.
Ahhh, that’s awesome, it is an excellent piece of writing. Amen. XOXO