Called to be God’s Arrow
May 30, 2012 4 Comments
This past Monday, God was teaching me about arrows. Actually about how to be an arrow. He reminded me that the primary task for arrows, is to simply, be arrows. To surrender to the hand of the warrior to whom they belong. Let me help you here, by starting over;
“As arrows are in the hand of a warrior, so are the children of one’s youth. Happy, blessed, and fortunate is the man whose quiver is filled with them! They will not be put to shame when they speak with their adversaries [in gatherings] at the [city’s] gate.” Psalm 127:4-5
“See what [an incredible] quality of love the Father has given (shown, bestowed on) us, that we should [be permitted to] be named and called and counted the children of God! And so we are! The reason that the world does not know (recognize, acknowledge) us is that it does not know (recognize, acknowledge) Him.“
1 John 3:1
So if sons are like arrows, and I, Vip, am a son of God…then I am also called to be an arrow…then I have no place deciding the what, how, ifs and whens. I submit to His choosing, His placing in a particular quiver, His maintenance, and the timing of His using me. I dont jostle and edge others out of my way to better strategise…I have no ability to do that. I am called to remain still. And wait.
When His Hand picks me out of the quiver, and leaves others waiting there, I need to…’ be processed into a useful arrow head or else my pride will direct my head away from the target’. He strings me to His bow, and I am first of all pulled back – through humbling trials, fires, floods, storms…whatever He chooses or allows. The further back He draws me, will determine both the velocity and the distance that He is targeting. How He holds me and releases me also determines where I land.
As The perpetual Victor, He may get to pick me up and restore me into His quiver. For another day, another place, another battle…but I am and remain an arrow in the quiver is God. So just in case you are wondering who I am, my name is Vip, princess in The Courts of The King of kings, but more accurately; I am an arrow in the quiver of Jehovah Tseboath. His Hand is Faithful and Sure, and He will never have cause to hang His Head over where he has fired me to. Because it is all about Him, not me. My Father, The Lord God Almighty – The One Who cannot be defeated. I belong to His quiver.