The ‘battle royal’, that battle of all battles for the soul of the child trekking after the Serving King, rarely occurs early in the trek. There are simply too many skirmishes to be fought along the way to the heart, the essence of all being, the seat of the throne, each requiring much effort and attention; but, mere skirmishes nonetheless. However, you will not know they were mere skirmishes until the ‘battle royal’ finally arrives, ushering in the final frontier, the ‘self-interest’ secretly dominating your trek after the Serving King. A final battle awaits.
Expect self-interest to rise and defend its throne, its seat in the heart, occupied from the moment of inception; and ‘fight to the death’ it will in this final ‘battle royal’. It is not as if ‘self-interest’ is surprised by the arrival of the Serving King. He has pointed to His throne long occupied by ‘self-interest’ following each victory in those skirmishes along the way. The King has even announced, “I am coming for My throne” with each skirmish ‘self-interest’ has thrown before His path.
And the King is persistent. He will pause, fighting a thousand skirmishes along the way, but come He will. Stripped of comfortable ways of being and doing, friends, families, habits, etc.., self-interest has long known the King’s sights are upon the throne self-interest has roosted upon these many years.
This will be no mere skirmish. No, it will be a fight to the death, brutal and merciless. Self-interest will fight for its very survival, knowing the King will not share His throne. And the King has an ally self-interest could never have imagined. The Self, long imprisoned by self-interest, has caught wind of the Savior, the scent of the Redeemer, the Serving King, and longs for Him to slay the enslaver, self-interest, once and for all. The Self knows sanctification is in the distance coming steadily closer, drawing nearer and nearer with every victory. Emancipation is near. The ‘battle royal’ is about to begin as King and Self finally make eye contact. The Redeemer has come to reclaim territories lost long ago.
These are the final battles of the protracted war, the final vestiges of a falling monarch long enslaving the Self. Redemption of another kind, the deepest kind, is on the way…