A fight just to fail

There, the valiant man, whom I waited for years to meet with, singing with tears, “Ascribe greatness to the Lord of God; Your name is faithful, and all Your ways are just. You’re the God of faithfulness and without injustices; Great and upright is He…”

He bowed down and worshiped God singing it again and again.

The only thing I knew was that I was next in line, and I would be going to the wilderness to have a candlelight dinner with my beloved till He says, “you’re ready…”

Within days the valiant man bounced back and announced that he is not going out without a fight. I never understood what he was planning to fight for because fighting against the hands of the potter while we are on his wheels, is not a good idea.

His him-seer cheered him up saying, “the strength of a boxer dependents on how fast he bounces back”.

His she-seer told me, “Seer’s job is like that of a postman. Deliver the letter and go on. What the recipient did with the letter or what the content of the letter is not a postman’s job…”

I was busy with my journey to the wilderness and staying detached for 8 years was not an easy thing to do. I didn’t notice how much the Repairers wanted me to vanish finishing the job of a postman. at that point, the advice seems wise since I wouldn’t be here for 8 years. What’s the point of checking what the recipient did with the letter? So, I moved on to my seer’s adventures.

The valiant man came to my land and captured my home and 8 neighboring countries and conquered and started to push me out from my own nest. He said, “now you can leave, everything is under my control.”

For my next adventure, I went to the fortress of the valiant man. A valiant man, one day, came against me with an imaginary javelin to left without piercing it in me saying, “if I want, I can kill you, but I leave you…” as if my life was given as an arm. He tried to kill everything that resembled me. But I felt like he was having a shadow fight.

My frozen brain was not favoring me to read everything together. And his fight on the potter’s wheel against the potter went beyond my 8 years of wilderness. None of his tactics helped him. 12th year, a friend of mine came and knocked on my door for food for her guest. I hesitated to open the door and provide her with what she was asking me for. But her relentless knock won.

While helping her, I recognized that the Beloved is in His garden and slowly left the wilderness life and walked homeward. 

While I got in the boat and sailed back, my heart was singing,

Aue, aue. We are explorers reading every sign. We tell the stories of our elders in a never-ending chain. Aue, aue; Te fenue, te malie; Na heko hakillia; we know the way.

After almost 4 years of rebuilding my speed force, picking up my shield and armor, and fighting the good fight of ‘the’ faith, I stand in awe of the Almighty who never changes His covenant to His servants. His word is yes and amen from infinity to infinity.