Heading out to the garage today...
I embarked once again into the weekly ritual us men refer to as “mowing the lawn”. Now... I understand many of you wonderful women also engage in this weekly duty, but around the Cappon home, this responsibility has fallen squarely on the man of the house. So... mounting my trusty steed... my Simplicity Zero Turn... I came blazing out of the garage with blades swirling and dove fearlessly into the green jungle we affectionately refer to around here as, “the yard”... all five acres of it!
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One of my favorite things...
About subduing the green jungle around my house is watching the aerial combat taking place around me. As I cut through the thick foliage, barn swallows come swooping out of the barn and gracefully take captive the bugs I have awakened from their nests by my swirling blades. One by one, they feast on the insects, flying and maneuvering around my mower like the legendary flyboys from the historical world wars of the past. I don’t see them coming... they just show up... their tiny blue bodies glistening in the sun... as they feast on their delicacies. I’m grateful for my blue flyboys, because I have come to realize every bug digested by the barn swallows is one less bug able to bite me as I mow.
I am also aware...
Of another squadron of “flyboys” who have been assigned to me as I swirl my spiritual blades through the daily battles of life. Each opportunity to fight victoriously through life’s daily challenges can awaken forces in the enemy’s realm who would like nothing more than to take a bite out of me... or even kill me. We know this because the Lord told us in John 10:10...”The thief’s purpose is to steal and kill and destroy.” That’s when the spiritual “flyboys” come swooping in and swallow the prey... our guardian angels! The warring defenders of the children of God! How many times have we gone through a day and sensed something... someone was there protecting us... from an accident... from a fall... from a catastrophe... from certain death... and we seldom stop to thank God for his protection. Hebrews 1:7 says, “He sends his angels like the winds, his servants like flames of fire.” Even a stranger showing up in our daily activities could be an angel sent by God to minister to us. Hebrews 13:2 tells us, “Don’t forget to show hospitality to strangers, for some who have done this have entertained angels without realizing it!”
So as I rode my faithful steed...
Back into the garage this afternoon and I watched the barn swallows return to their nests, I stopped and thanked God for the daily moment by moment protection of His watch guard of warring angels who defend me every day... who keep a watch over me... over my loved ones... over every move I make. “He is my refuge and my strength... always ready to help in times of trouble!”
Psalm 5:11 But let all who take refuge in you rejoice; let them sing joyful praises forever. Spread your protection over them, that all who love your name may be filled with joy.
Psalm 46:1 God is our refuge and strength, always ready to help in times of trouble.
Hebrews 1:7 He sends His angels like the winds, His servants like flames of fire.
Hebrews 13:2 Don’t forget to show hospitality to strangers, for some who have done this have entertained angels without realizing it.
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