Spiritual Intelligence: Whenever I Fall At Your Feet

For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for life; weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.

Good morning friends. As I ponder over these verses, armed with a cup of herbal tea and vitamin C, a clip from the movie Troy (2004 epic war movie written by David Benioff and directed by Wolfgang Petersen), comes to mind.

In the duel between Paris and Menelaus, within quick succession the balance of power was in Melenaus’ favour, as Paris fought with heavy hands. On the contrary, Melenaus’ hands were swift, and Paris could smell his hunger and thirst for vengeance; each time they were in close contact it oozed from his breath and sweat. He saw the tides shifting against him, he saw vultures gathering as the Angel of death waited to take his weary soul to Hades. He knew this was to be a slow, painful and gruesome exit; so, in fear he made a dash to his older brother and falls at his feet. He had sought sanctuary in Hector!

Hector looked down at his younger brother, raised his head up, declared the duel was over, and that Menelaus had won. Menelaus still thirsty for blood and vengeance, stepped up to attack Paris, but Hector intervened with a deadly thrust of his sword.

In a chapter from prophet Isaiah’s journal, he penned this very interesting rhetoric which captures God’s almightiness:

Shall the prey be taken from the mighty, or the captives of the righteous be delivered? But thus says the Lord: “Even the captives of the mighty shall be taken away, and the prey of the terrible be delivered; for I will contend with him who contends with you, and I will save your children. I will feed those who oppress you with their own flesh, and they shall be drunk with their own blood as with sweet wine. All flesh shall know that I, the Lord, am your Savior, and your Redeemer, the Mighty One of Jacob.

Dear friends, Paris typifies humanity; youthful, lustful, weak and naive. Menelaus, a type of our adversary (the devil); old, crafty, strong, and vicious. And Hector, Jesus our sanctuary. Paris was undoubtedly an offender, a lawful captive if you please – a prey in the jaws of Menelaus. But the moment he humbled himself and sought refuge in Hector, the table shifted and hope was restored. Hector’s intervention was forcefully invoked, Paris’ battle was over and salvation was guaranteed.

In the words of the psalmist:

The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous run to it and are safe.

Whenever we fall at His feet in reverence, repentance, meditation, prayer and worship; His Angels are automatically activated to attend to our needs, and our safety is guaranteed!

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~ Sabali

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Much love,
Clem

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