God's Fight Club

And that about wraps it up. God is strong, and he wants you strong. So take everything the Master has set out for you, well-made weapons of the best materials. And put them to use so you will be able to stand up to everything the Devil throws your way. This is no afternoon athletic contest that we’ll walk away from and forget about in a couple of hours. This is for keeps, a life-or-death fight to the finish against the Devil and all his angels (Ephesians‬ 6-10-12 MSG).

Fight - verb (past and past participle fought) obj. take part in a violent struggle involving the exchange of physical blows

The Christian life is a fight. That's the reality.

There is a violent war being waged for our souls. The enemy of our souls, the devil will use our past and present circumstance to distort and ultimately destroy the image that God wants us to see.
Christianity is anything but passive, while the enemy throws his cheap shots, hitting below the belt, exposing old wounds as he attempts to create new ones, God gives us full access to His armory, providing us with weapons that rival and defeat every cunning and sneaky tactic of the enemy. The physical blows that we engage in do not require boxing gloves, it requires a woman with a resolute spirit to deal physical blows to the enemy through strong praise to God for what He's done, worship for who He is, and prayer to empower her to be all God wants her to be. 

For we are not fighting against flesh-and-blood enemies but against evil rulers and authorities of the unseen world, and against evil spirits in the heavenly places (Ephesians 6:12 NLT).

When I gave my life to Christ in 2007, my mum had given me a brief chat about what it would mean to be called as God's own daughter. It meant I had to have my guard up; my spirit had to be alert to recognizing any opportunity that would give the devil the advantage. 

I was saved by grace and that salvation could never be taken away from me, being saved was only the beginning of the journey. 

Recently I've started thinking about how often we neglect the reality of our Christian walk being a fight between good (God,) and evil (the devil). I have often felt lethargy in spirit, preferring familiarity and comfort over the reality of what life as a Christian woman should be; dynamic, breathtaking and never stagnant. 

The only thing to get comfortable with is to know that God will always be there, fighting for us and making us brave. 

This is a journey that Christ Himself said would be walked on a narrow road.

I've never been interested in watching boxing; I've always found it to be too long a sport to be televised. However, while I was growing up, my dad would often watch fights. Those were the days where we had one TV set, and protocol dictated that whoever was oldest and got to the TV first decided what everyone would be watching for as long as they wanted to and on Friday evenings, my dad usually beat us to the punch (no pun intended). My attention was held for the first hour, then I would find myself being filled with mild annoyance at the boxer I felt displayed poor form, leaving himself open to attack.
The parallels between boxing and the Christian walk are all the more evident now. The boxer who displays poor form and leaves him or herself open to attack is the one who neglects time spent with God in the Word. The Bible is the training manual that this boxer has neglected to consult or fully apply to her life in order to be a lean mean fighting machine. 

When God created us and brought us back into relationship with Him through Christ Jesus, He never meant for our walk with Him to be one that is passive, made up of rules and regulations that keep us safe. In short, He never meant for our walk with Him to be boring. 

If you’ve ever watched a boxing match, the last word you would use to describe what you would be observing is boring. It takes skill and technique to be able to see the blow about to come and move your body just as quickly in order to avoid that blow and ensuing injury. A fighter learns these skills and techniques through training; there’s no quick route to becoming a great fighter.

The faith walk that Christ wants us to have on the journey that He calls us to, requires for us to be diligent and committed in our training. Our training manual is His Word in which He illuminates where our feet are to tread; His words are the food which lends strength to our spiritual muscle. As we learn to fight as He did, He instills a spirit of boldness in us, we walk taller and more confidently.

He awakens our eyes and our minds to applying His wisdom, skill and technique to any situation we face. The naivety that once was in the early days of training sessions with Him are replaced with eyes that He enables to see all the cheap shots and blows that the devil will throw. The fiery darts that the enemy throws don’t offend you. After all, how does a fighter win if she gets offended and distracted by how the enemy is fighting? She focuses on how she can become a better fighter, how she can deal blows that make the enemy quiver, not through her own strength but through God.
Everything that the Master has taught her, she applies and then one day she finds herself in the company of warrior women such as Esther, Rahab, Deborah and Jael. Women who are part of God’s fight club.