1 Samuel 17:52-53
"And the men of Israel and of Judah arose, and shouted, and pursued the Philistines, until thou come to the valley, and to the gates of Ekron. And the wounded of the Philistines fell down by the way to Shaaraim, even unto Gath, and unto Ekron.
And the children of Israel returned from chasing after the Philistines, and they spoiled their tents."
The army that was literally shaking in its boots only moments before is now chasing down their enemy in total victory. No one would call it courage. They were merely picking up the pieces.
What caused this change from unashamed fear and cowardice to suddenly pursuing their enemy? The courage of one young boy. We cannot miss this point.
We have an army of men. Men who have seen battle, risked their lives, killed even. We have a king who is in charge of this army sitting in a tent wondering what to do. We have a giant warrior who challenges, mocks and defies Israel and their God. Everyone, to a man, is terrified into inaction.
And then we have a young man bringing cheese to his brothers. A shepherd, a youth, a nobody. And yet it is his courage that turns the tide.
David could not have routed the Philistines by himself. He could not have chased down the army by himself. But he could show a courage no one else had.
What is no one else around me willing to do? Am I willing to trust God enough, like David, to put it all on the line to make happen something that needs to happen?
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