Though You Slay Me


A popular word with the younger crowd for when someone hits the right notes, wears the perfect dress or masters the smokey eye.

It is the informal definition of being impressed.

However, before pop culture, Slay also meant: to kill, murder, put to death, cut down, cut to pieces, slaughter, shoot down, gun down, mow down, eliminate, annihilate

In the song, Though You Slay Me, by Shane and Shane, it’s definitely referring to the latter.

Have any of you ever felt like this…as you wept, pleaded, or as your heart actually broke in half?

It takes me to the imagery of Jesus in the garden of Gethsemane…as He was in deep anguish, asking if this cup of suffering could be taken from Him.

He knew. He absolutely knew what agony awaited Him. The lashes…the ripped flesh, the thorns, the nails, the mocking and ridicule. The lies. The slow asphyxiation of His final breath. Even in that desperate and dying place, when one of thieves ask Jesus to remember him when He came into His kingdom, Jesus replied, “Today, you will be with Me in paradise.”

With one stroke of His hand, uttering not a word, He could have obliterated everyone who stood against Him. Instead, He remained nailed as the sacrificial lamb, so if He was high and lifted up, all men would be drawn unto Him. He hung there, welcoming that thief into paradise, and He still asked the Father to forgive us.

He was slain for our sins.

The Bible says there is nothing we can face, no temptation to overcome us, that Jesus did not also experience while He was on earth. He knows how we feel, but He doesn’t just empathize…He felt it Himself.

Any slaying someone tries to bring upon us, it can hurt. We may not have relief right away, but even as we ask for that cup to be taken from us, (because does anyone really enjoy suffering) may we always be able to have the courage to say, “Not my will, Father, but Yours.

As He washed their feet the night before His death, Peter did not understand why, and Jesus answered and said to him, “What I am doing you do not understand now, but you will know after this.” John 13:7

To the slayers out there, the instruments of Satan, do not think you have actually won any battles. We may not understand what is happening, but we have faith and hope that the FATHER will sustain us, but even if He does not, we will not bow down to anything on this earth.

You might look down on us as hard pressed

But we are not crushed

We might seem perplexed at your schemes

But we are not in despair

You may think your persecution will make us feel defeated or alone

But we are not forsaken by our Father

You can strike us down, over and over…on December 18, July 8, August 23, November 1 and again on March 12, or any date you choose…

But you will never have the satisfaction of destroying anyone…not those who are under the blood of Jesus Christ. You cannot destroy the soul. And, this body is bound for the dust from whence it came. 

So, for what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?  Mark 8:36

You want the world? Man’s approval or redemption? A friend to the world is an enemy of God (James 4:4).

❤️We can pray that He will take your heart of stone and turn it into a heart of flesh.

⚔️We can pray that the true force of heaven stands ready to defend.

🙏🏼We will let go and let God.

If being slain alongside my Savior is what is in store for any of us, whether it is through loss, illness, depression, separated families, or any type of ruin…then we have to consider it all joy.

Remember how Satan stood before God and challenged Him, saying that Job only worshipped Him because he was blessed.

✔️”Take away his possessions and he will curse you.”

✔️”Take away his children and he will curse you.”

✔️”Take away his health and he will curse you.”

Satan waits for things to be taken away from us, so he can throw it up in God’s face when we give up and lose faith.

Remember that during the next slaying, for everything is sifted through the hand of God, and He will not allow us to be destroyed.


So, though You slay me, yet I will praise You.

Though You take from me, I will bless Your name.

Though You ruin me, still I will worship…sing a song to the One who’s all I need.


The Lord gives, and the Lord takes away, but blessed be the name of the Lord!

Job 1:21

Thank you, Abby Vann, for giving me this song.


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All Rights Reserved.

A few years ago, I was in a place that I referred to as, “The Upside Down,” from the Netflix series, Stranger Things.

The Upside Down was where the enemy was, both on the show, and we know in real life. It was where depression was for me.

It was underneath reality and it was dark, void of life, the air was toxic and most people didn’t survive. But, four friends on their bikes, grabbed their walkie-talkies, and went after their lost friend.

Everything is all over now (mostly), but there was a horrendous custody/court battle…and I had already been divorced 12 years. What in the world?

It was the craziest thing my lawyer said he had every seen in his 50 years of practicing law, and he is a devout follower of Christ.

—deeper into The Upside Down—

I’ve shared some lighthearted stories here, but this morning I was discussing this one with one of you, Though You Slay Me.

Y’all, I felt slayed, and not the good kind like the kids talk about these days. 💗

My bed was my refuge and a group of people was a “no thanks.” I stayed in bed almost a year except for work.

Just look at what the enemy stole from me…from my sweet girls. I let it all (it was more than you could ever, ever imagine) take me down so many times, when I could have had more victory than I allowed in my home.

This is why I now write.

This is why I am now awake.

This is why I am now truly passionate for others like you.

I want to be on my 1980’s bike coming after whoever is trapped in The Upside Down.

So, this is what I share today because sometimes we have been slain.

Don’t stay in bed, or on the stone tablet, because there was One that went before us who was also slain, but He rose again!

That same power now lives in us – to raise up over and over.