“Never kick a man when he is down.”
How many times have we heard that? We don’t take advantage of others when they are down and discouraged. We have certain rules, unspokens that guide us. Just the other day at Drew’s basketball game I watched him temporarily lose his mind, thinking he was playing football, and shoulder a boy to the ground. Then he walked off. Are you kidding me? Immediately after the game, I informed him that if he ever did that again and didn’t help the other player up, he was done–as in, Mom walks over to the coach and benches her own son right in front of the world. There are rules, manners, pleasantries . . . they must be followed. (and obviously, taught to our children)
After Jake died, I assumed that I would get a certain amount of leeway. I was the grieving mom, give me a break. Everyone complied except for one person. The one person I least expected, the one person I didn’t even think about, the one person who could send me reeling–Satan. Now, I am not one to blame Satan for every punch but I did find out that he fights dirty and he kicks you when you are down. He doesn’t respect your tender heart. He digs the knife a little deeper. He doesn’t back off, giving you time to recover. He steps in, ready to deal the next blow. He kicks you when you are down and assaults you when you are flying high. He deals blows when you least expect it. “Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour.” I Peter 5:8.
Just be ready. Don’t be discouraged. “No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.” Romans 8:37. There is victory. But to win, one must engage in the battle. There is a fight going on.