I hope the lack of a photo doesn’t stop anyone who might have read this had there been more, well, click bait. I searched for a photo regarding ‘war.’ The camouflaged soldiers and machine gun images reminded me of a friend who also battles PTSD. She spent her formative years in a war torn country. She is bothered by the sight of camouflage to this day; particularly when people dress children in it. So I felt led to post this entry without a photo, in part because I couldn’t find a ‘war’ photo that seemed appropriate.
While pictures are known to have instant connotations tied up within them, spoken words are also processed differently in our brains compared to written words. The Bible is a constant reminder to me of the healing which can come through the digesting of words from a page into our minds (without pictures and without voices). We process things we read differently than we process things we hear.
This post seemed like it needed to be word only, for all those reasons.
In short: I have been camped out this week on theological thoughts of war, due to a deep connection in my spirit with 2 Samuel 3:1
The war between the house of Saul and the house of David lasted a long time. David grew stronger and stronger, while the house of Saul grew weaker and weaker.
In terms of my ongoing healing from past traumas, this simple verse resonates on a level I cannot describe. I can sense the battle for my mind is gradually, ever so slowly, being won by God aka the ‘house of David’ (Jesus). Healthier ways of thinking are emerging more and more now, growing stronger while the house of Saul (sin/evil/the flesh, toxic thinking) grows weaker.
In terms of family estrangement, Saul was like David’s father. For me, some broken relationships within ‘the house of Saul’, (my family of origin) appear to be so weak now that they will not be recovered. All the while God is introducing more and more brothers and sisters and perhaps mothers and fathers too, into my Christian fellowship circles who can be for me as the spiritual house of David, or Jesus, replacing these empty places with love and nurturing.
In terms of sojourning with Christ, with Saul representing the sinful/fleshly man (or woman) and David representing the newborn spirit filled man (or woman), I have seen victories over my sinful flesh and an ability to walk more and more as a spirit-filled Christian, to the point that the fleshy me has grown weaker and the spirit-filled-me stronger.
Furthermore, I still have my moments of ‘when will this ever end’ and ‘why is this taking so long?’ So reading this verse is soothing. It is much like when I had a badly broken limb. My peers kept asking if I was a slow healer, or why I was still in a cast. My doctor assured me ‘this type of break is very bad and takes a long time to heal.’ Which was at once as disheartening as it was strangely encouraging. It’s supposed to take a long time, you aren’t doing anything wrong and there’s nothing wrong with you — it’s the break itself that was so bad.
The war will be ongoing. It will wax and wane. We can’t escape camouflage, not in this lifetime. We can only make sure we are on the winning side (Jesus has already won and will win again, in the final end), and from that vantage point we see it isn’t taking so long because there is something wrong with us. Rather, the break (the fall of man, sin and its effects, actions of evil, abuse and the sexual abuse of children) are that bad.
Therefore: The war will last a long time.