The Pea Patch Warrior

Warriors. Heroes. Fighters. Defenders of … A homeland or an ideal or the family or life and liberty or … A pea patch. In the second book of Samuel, chapter 23, I’m told of David’s warriors. The ones he picked as the bravest of all his fighting men. His heroes. There were three at the top of his list. First came Ishbaal. He slew over 800 of the enemy’s soldiers with his battle-ax. Easy to see why he would rank as a hero. Second came Eleazar. When everyone else ran he stood there and fought for so long and hard that his hand cramped to his sword. It sounds as if they had to literally pry the weapon from his hand after the battle ended in his victory. The ones who ran? When they got back all that was left for them to do was loot the bodies of the slain. And pry that sword loose. Easy to see why David picked him as a national hero. The third hero was Shammah. The Philistines assembled, the other Israelites fled, and Shammah stood in the middle of a patch of lintels and defended it. Ok. That brings to mind a question. I like lentils. As a matter of fact I like ’em a lot. But this seems a bit much to me. Would I be willing to die over a pea patch? I mean, hey, they’re about 89 cents a can at Wal-Mart. They couldn’t have been to expensive way back then. Wouldn’t it have been wiser to fall back, maybe take higher ground, take stock of the situation, re-group and … Well, see, that’s how I think. But I didn’t get picked as one of David’s top three national heroes did I? Know what? I really think Shammah was a man of vision. And I think David saw that. Put yourself in the middle of that field of lintels. Whats in front of you? A whole bunch of angry, and well armed, Philistines. Whats to your right and left? Not much, everyone else ran. So much for the vision so far, huh? But whats BEHIND you? See, that’s the real question and where the true vision is. Behind Shammah was the farm-house and the road to the village and the roads from that village to other hamlets, more fields, families, more roads, main highway, Jerusalem and God’s Holy Temple. Behind Shammah was … Everything. All Israel. If he backed away, if he gave the Philistines an inch, how many miles would that eventually amount to? Where does giving an inch end? In spiritual battles where do I give place to the enemy? At what cost? Where does it end? More importantly WHEN does it end? Because the answer to that one I believe I know. When it ends is in eternity. At which time its to late to look for high ground or re-group. The Higher Ground is here and now, its Calvary. The time to defend the lentils, the small things, is here and now. Shammah was and is a hero. And a good example. David was right to pick him. Behind every patch of lentils, beyond every pea patch, is … Everything. In spiritual warfare, a matter of more than just life and death but rather a matter of eternal life or eternal death, you don’t give an inch. As one translation has it: It’s the little foxes that spoil the vines.

Published in: on December 31, 2010 at 10:37 am  Comments Off on The Pea Patch Warrior