As a child I remember going to Sunday school and reading stories about Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Gideon, Joshua, Samson, and David. I sat amazed and enthralled as the Sunday school teacher accentuated those men’s courage, their obedience and faith. I wondered if one day God would give me their strength, their courage, their tenacity. Of all the many men, and a few women, I looked up to David the most captivating. He was what some might call the runt of the litter. He was the one overlooked when a major task needed to be done, he was the first to be blamed for any mishaps that took place in the household, and the last to be complimented for a job well done. As the youngest it was a given that he was picked on by his older siblings, so it was no wonder that he found pleasure in solitude with the sheep.
It was years later when his nation was in peril and most of his contemporaries were lacking in what it took to bring victory that he stepped up to the plate. David had been backed agaiythe wall so many times, he’d faced so many dangerous situation so many times, he’d been rejected and ostracized for so long that the idea of death didn’t too much faze him anymore. His only decision was finding a reason to die, and what could be a more noble death than to die for God, family, and country? Once he heard of the challenge set fourth by the giant, he had no apprehension about taking up the challenge, he had nothing to live for, the people whom he expected love and appreciation from (i.e his family) thought the least of him. He took up the challenge and went headlong into battle with a nine foot tall giant. When offered the best of weaponry, he declined them as he was not accustomed to fighting with them, but chose the only weapons he was comfortable with, a slingshot, and his faith.
Like David, I’ve been ostracized, cast aside, and rejected by a lot of family, friends and society as a whole. I’m facing a giant that is trying to destroy any relic of my hope left in me, and I have nothing to lose by facing him. In all truth I lack the courage, time his sifted a lot of energy and will power from me, but my faith is anchored deep, and I hold fast to the slingshot of prayer. With this website, I rush headlong to do battle with a giant only glancing down periodically looking for a couple of smooth pebbles to use as projectiles against the GA criminal justice system. I don’t know how this will turn out, but I know that I’ve been in the desert and back country too long, and I have nothing to lose, so I continue to search for stones.