Some days I awaken feeling empty and lost.
What's the use?
When will I find success?
For all that I endeavor to do seems to fall flat. I wrestle and wrangle, I struggle and strive. But no matter which way I turn, it often seems futile.
Maybe I'm on the wrong path.
Maybe I'm pointed in the wrong direction.
How can all my effort leave me so empty...
so lost and all alone?
I wonder if this is how King Asa felt between battles. Victories of the past somehow fade from memory when new foes appear around every corner; each one bigger than the last.
His troops numbered 580,OOO. Yet the enemy approaching mounted over 1,000,000. It must have seemed overwhelming. Did Asa ever feel they just weren't enough? That maybe he was lacking as king and that's why he found no peace for his people?
Amazingly, no matter his thoughts... be they of doubt or insecurity, he knew the God in heaven above saw things from a different view. For He is a God who is greater than any foe we face. And He loves to show His power... defending the weak and outnumbered.
Then Asa cried out to the Lord his God: “Lord, there is no one besides You to help the mighty and those without strength. Help us, Lord our God, for we depend on You, and in Your name we have come against this large army. Yahweh, You are our God. Do not let a mere mortal hinder You.”
2 Chronicles 14:11
Asa could have easily given in to fear. He could have listened to the whisper of worry that told him defeat was certain. But look at the result of his prayer.
God not only defended the people of Judah with a crushing victory over their enemy, but He also exceeded their expectations. God allowed the plunder of the enemy to be carried off as new supply... providing them with abundance.
Could it be that the very thing we lack is on the other side of a battle? For even when we feel our weakest... even when it all seems futile... that's exactly when God has our provision prepared.
So let us not cower or stand in defeat.
Let us not become overwhelmed by lack.
If only we will cry out to the Lord... one more time. The very provision we need may just be on the other side of this battle.
Will I trust Him?
Will I persevere?
Help me, Lord to believe in Your supply.
I humbly bow and cry out...
Lord, there is no one beside You
to help the mighty and those without strength.
Help us, Lord our God,
for we depend on You,
and in Your name we have come
against all that looms before us.
Yahweh, You are our God.
No mere mortal can hinder You.
Provide for us...
be our Supplier in the battle.
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