Your Laughter Scatters My Enemies
escape them. Sometimes the enemy is a person. Sometimes a thought. In running, the enemy is almost always a thought: 35 miles is too far to run, the mountain is too high to climb, you're too old, you're too heavy, leave running to a real runner. The running enemy stops at nothing to prevent us from discovering what running so desperately wants us to learn - that all enemies in life are there by invitation.
The opposite of inviting could be scattering. I can count the number of times I've been tackling a running challenge and wished I could scatter the voices in my head telling me I'm pursuing the impossible. I've discovered I don't have great scattering powers. Fortunately, though, God does.
As running has become more of a spiritual journey to me, I've gotten better at telling God what the enemy is saying to me. His response might surprise you; he laughs. When I tell God the enemy says I can't run 35 miles, he laughs. I tell him the mountain is too high, he laughs. I'm too old - he roars with laughter. He laughs because he knows what I'm capable of and finds it a bit silly a voice can convince me otherwise. He laughs because he wants the voice to know there's more power in a laugh than in a lie.
When these enemies come into our lives, and we feed them and nurture them and make them feel like they can be a part of our lives, they indeed become a part of our lives. They move in, kick back and make entertainment out of taunting our ambitions. God's seen this trick a million times. He's seen it in you and me and every other life he's trying to propel to a greater purpose. You know who else has seen it? The enemy. He knows God's will for greatness is no match for his meaningless voice of doubt.
So when God shows up, catches a glimpse of the enemy up to his same old tired tricks, and then God laughs - the enemy scatters.
When I'm out tackling the 35 mile Georgia Jewel next Saturday, two folks are going to insist on tagging along. The enemy, and God. It will be up to me who I invite in. I think I'll invite God in, then if the enemy does happen to come knocking, God and I can both get a good laugh out of it.