***This is a really old post. I dug it out because I think it needs to be shared. Let’s declare today No Swiper Day!
Someone swiped my encouragement, my enthusiasm, and my fortitude! Have any of you seen them?
With my new site, I’ve lost numerous old subscribers, new ones have been sucked down the drain because the email subscriptions programs haven’t worked, my book is stalled, AGAIN, because the publisher went under, among other things, and I’m lower than a snake’s belly in a wagon rut!
I was feeling so low this morning that I was ready to chuck it all. Except I can’t. I’m in this writing thing for the long haul because God asked me to write for Him. So, how can I disobey? I can’t quit on Him; He never quits on me!
Then, I thought about something…
One of the top children’s programs on the TV list here at Granny’s house when our granddaughters come to visit (actually since the oldest one was two years old about nine years ago) is the cartoon Dora the Explorer.
If you have small children or grandchildren, you will recognize the name. If not, Dora is the name of a vastly popular animated program for younger children, teaching them Spanish, math, how to follow directions, consecutive thinking, being kind to one another, working together, and other concepts.
Dora has several friends on the show and an archenemy fox named Swiper. He lurks in the background and pops up to steal something from Dora in the process of her travels of accomplishing some problem.
When he hides behind a tree, a bush, or some other object, special music plays to alert the children of his presence.
Dora will then ask the viewing children, “Do you see, Swiper? Where?” Then, the process of finding him begins. When he is found, everyone must say two or three times, “Swiper, no swiping!”
Boots, Dora’s monkey friend, sometimes says, “Swiper’s always trying to swipe our stuff.” To which Swiper responds, “Aww, mannnn!” And then, of course, he runs off after being found out.
Well, I’m declaring war today on the original Swiper himself! That ol’ nemesis is a pain! He keeps trying to steal my stuff!
I received an email this morning on a totally non-related topic and in the subject line was this: Hang in there! Then, I received another one: Don’t let demons fill your mind with fear. Put your writing in God’s hand.
My writing has always been in God’s hands; it was His idea in the first place. I knew nothing about writing. From the beginning of this writing journey, the ol’ opposer has dangled his wares in front of me to discourage me.
Jesus told the foxy adversary in the wilderness, “Away with you, Satan! For it is written…” (Matt. 4:10 NKJV) We usually know it as, “Get behind Me, Satan!” It means to lead (oneself) under, to withdraw or retire (as if sinking out of sight), go without noise or notice, or by stealth. In other words, crawl quietly back into your fox hole!
Jesus used The Word against the devil. The Word is also our weapon; we speak it against the enemy’s wiles.
But wouldn’t it be nice if we had special music to warn us of the enemy’s approach?
I do know we have special music to get rid of him. Praise! Worship! Thanksgiving! It’s the enemy’s death-knell! (I wrote a post about it. I think you’ll find it interesting.)
Today, I’m doing the Jehoshaphat Attack: I’m standing still! When Jehoshaphat and the tribe of Judah were surrounded with the three enemy Ites…the Moabites, the Ammonites, and some of the Edomites…Jahaziel, a Levite, told the people, “This is what the Lord says: Do not be afraid! Don’t be discouraged by this mighty army, for the battle is not yours, but God’s…Take your positions; then stand still and watch the Lord’s victory…Do not be afraid or discouraged…for the Lord is with you!” (2 Chron. 20:15b, 17 NLT)
That’s my claim! And I’m standing on it! I’m also singing the Jehoshaphat Cantata, the praise chorus…
Has Swiper been after you? Will you stand still with me to oppose him? Will you join me in singing the praise chorus?
I’m also telling Swiper, “Take your bony fingers off of my heart, mind, and soul! I’m putting you in time-out! Now, go sit behind the bush and pout!”