A popular word with the younger crowd when someone hits the right notes, wears the perfect dress or masters the smokey eye. It is the informal definition of being impressed or amused.
Slay also means: to kill, murder, put to death, butcher, cut down, cut to pieces, slaughter, massacre, shoot down, gun down, mow down, eliminate, annihilate, exterminate.
In the song, Though You Slay Me, by Shane and Shane, we are definitely referring to the latter.
Have any of you ever felt like this…as you wept, pleaded, or as if 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!
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