Taking the Hill

As I lay down to sleep one night, I found myself walking through dreamland. On my stroll I saw a great army camped near a mighty hill. A myriad of soldiers were about talking of the day’s tactics; and from my hearing, the defeats they faced over and over again. Walking up to one of them, I asked what was the purpose of this army and why was there such a abject attitude among the men. The soldier, with his solemn face, pointed to his right where there stood a white tent in the middle of the camp.

The tent flew a mighty banner, displaying the cross on a purple backdrop. Inside I saw another man. He sat behind a table; his face planted in his hand as the other tapped rhythmically as if he was thinking of a song. I asked him the same question as I did with the soldier. This man, who introduced himself, stood from the table.

“I am King Perseverance. I am commander of the Army of the Lord.”

“What are you doing near this hill?” said I.

“We are trying to over take Mount Hindrance. It has been an impediment to many travelers who walk the straight path of God. If we can capture that hill, it will be easy passage for many travelers.”

He told me to sit down as he continued.

“Our enemy, the devil, is prince of that hill. His legion is strong, but with Christ Jesus we are more than conquerors. However, we have not the victory.”

I was concerned over this; for knowing that the Lord gives victory always, I inquired of the persistent defeat.

“What has assailed your triumph, is there sin within this camp?”

“No, just sissies.” replied the king sighing.

He escorted me outside where he introduced me to his four generals. The first was General Doubtful, who when he saw us replied, “The hill is too big. I don’t think we can do it. I’m not sure that God is with us.” Next I met General Fearful, who when called upon nearly jumped ten feet straight in the air. After shuddering, he only sat back down on the stood he had so easily sprung from. Sudden another general, General Wimpy, ran over to us saying,