I love great stories. I always loved the character Lucy in
the Chronicles of Narnia, but it was
always Susan who I wanted to be. She was so strong, and beautiful. She was
gentle yet courageous, and she was such a strong warrior with her bow and
arrow. Her strength and beauty both inside and out were what I wanted for myself.
But as I look at my life I am a Lucy, and that is okay. She too admired her
older sister and wished to be her, but unlike me she took the role she was
given and she gave it her all. And she, even if she didn’t realize it, was very
important. I mean it was her, after all, that found Narnia. It was her who was
always filled with joy, and always cared for others. It was her who didn’t fight
in the battle, but ran around healing all those who had fallen during the
battle. I mean could you imagine if she hadn’t? If she had sat back at camp sulking
about how she couldn’t fight. Or if she had tried and just ended up getting
killed and causing others grief, or causing others to fall when they realized
this and got distracted by it, or tried to protect her and ended up getting
hurt themselves. I mean so much hurt could have come if she hadn’t accepted her
role. And yet because she did the opposite, because she took her role and gave
it her all, saw the importance of it, she was a great help as she healed,
comforted and encouraged others. And really this role suited her well. She
naturally was so genuinely loving and caring. As I look at my life I see many
similarities. Like her I am small and full of heart and eagerness to be right
on the front line for Christ, but that isn’t the role I have been given. Every
time I try to be on the front line I see myself or others getting hurt, but every
time I encourage others, or make myself available to be there for others and
comfort them I feel a sense of purpose. It come naturally to me and it is
something I enjoy doing. I mean my heart still breaks as I see the hurt of
those around me, but my heart also rejoices as I see the hope or comfort I was
able to help bring them to through Christ and His love.
We are
not in the middle of any mystical battle between a witch and a lion, but we are
very much at war with an unseen reality between God goodness and Satan and his
evil. It’s a spiritual warfare were people fall everyday under his traps and snares,
and I refuse to sit on the sidelines. God has given me the gift of
encouragement, much like Lucy was given her little bottle of medicine, and I
will run with the same urgency to encourage, comfort, strengthen, and whatever
else God calls me to do for my fellow brothers and sisters in Christ. I am done
with my pursuit and dreams of being Susan, I am becoming Lucy.
