Chapter 1 Silver-tongue and the Dragon

Sword of SpiritIn finding the Kingdom, the Princess did not yet believe she was the daughter of a King, or the worth that came from that.  All she had known was belittlement and abuse. Even though she did not trust the King, or obey Him, and even though she needed Him more than she loved Him, the King did not leave her.

Determined to rescue the Princess, He worked hard at gaining her trust so she would follow Him.  Knowing she needed to learn His ways, He began by teaching her from His sacred book.

At first, she did not seek the Kingdom, preferring to deal with her reality.

Silver-tongue alternately scorned and wooed her, sometimes on the same day. She suffered unending mind games. He would smirk and laugh in her face, until she cried or flew into a rage.  She was always trying to defend herself, and it played into his hands.  He always spoke quietly, and she could not keep from yelling.  She felt bad so about herself. Nothing seemed to please him.

When she tried to please him, he hit her with a devastating club of disapproval.  He put her down so often, that she believed him when he showed her why she was not worthy of love.  Her anger built behind a dam of tears.

Silver-tongue continued to stay at his house and used her cottage to sleep at. He joined her only when the moon appeared, and disappeared when the sun rose.  He would not even share the food from her table. The charm turned to nastiness when she confronted him about turning up late at night, or questioned his behaviour.

They return at evening, snarling like dogs, and prowl about the city.  Psalm 59:6

The Mighty Counsellor

The King wanted to help.  He told the Princess one of the His names was “Mighty Counsellor”.

The Princess no longer trusted counsellors, but she had begun to trust the King. She appeared before Him. “Lord, the counsellors have failed me. No help can be found after they listen to Silver-tongue.  No help, only harm. The counsellors are useless, without any discernment. I know you are not like that, and you see what is going on. You are named ‘Mighty Counsellor’, can you help me? Please counsel me in the way I should go.”

The King had been waiting for her to ask. Silver-tongue would not be able to turn Him against her.

She found herself back in the Kingdom, in the armour room of a castle.  Looking out the window she saw a flag flying that bore a huge lion upon it.

The King dropped a load of armour at her feet and explained how her anger was being exploited.  The dragon used rage, and to get rid of it she had to overcome it, fight it and gain control. One of the pieces of armour was a mighty sword.  He handed it to her and said “Go smote the dragon, not the man you regard as a prince.”

In the outside world the sword was the Bible, a much maligned book that was misquoted, dismissed and ignored as myth and fairy tales – a book that sat unused on many a dusty bookshelf.  She grinned at the King and shook her head in puzzlement asking “Seriously, how can this be a sword?”  He smiled and said, “Read my word.  Remember it, and repeat it when I tell you to.  Watch what happens!”

Two Edged SwordThe Sword of the Spirit

Her first attempt with the sword came when Silver-tongue arrived.  As he started lashing her with his tongue, the King’s word came to mind.  She picked it up and used it.  “You curse, but the Lord will bless” she parried.  Silver-tongue was left speechless.  His words always found their mark, usually leaving her an abused and snivelling wreck.  He expected her to cry and attempt to defend herself.  Suddenly he glimpsed a self-confident woman who would not need his approval, and both he and the dragon backed off.

In the Kingdom, the Princess held the King’s steady gaze as she studied the sword.  It was double edged and shone with light.  It was the only offensive weapon the King gave her.  The King said it would cut right through to where the soul and spirit met, but could not be used to attack people.

 “For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.” Hebrews 4:12

The Princess smiled but knew Silver-tongue or the dragon would be back for a counter attack.  He knew if she got angry enough, he would gain control.  The sword impressed her with its power, but she worried about getting the words in time.

She told the King that she just wasn’t strong enough to pick up the mighty sword, and the dragon often took the appearance of the man she regarded as a prince. She asked the Lord, “Which one would I strike?” He told her to learn from His sacred book.  She would be given ability to see the dragon, strength to wield the sword, and wisdom in how to use it.

The time came for rage again.  Silver-tongue had asked her to make his lunches.  “What a cheek. Why are you even asking for that again?  I did that for months until I asked for the money for YOUR corn-beef, which you refused to give me.”  He replied I wanted to treat you like a wife.”

Looking at his beautifully pressed business shirt, she asked him who had ironed it.  His wife had.  “What is getting her to iron your shirts treating HER like then?”   Not having a ready answer, he attacked her house keeping skills saying “You are too erratic.  I want things done in a more structured way!”   The sword was forgotten in the heat of her anger.  Furious, she told him to get out and threw his stuff after him, which unfortunately only amounted to one soup packet.

He left, she smarted, the dragon smirked, and the King sighed.  “Do not give in. You know the response the dragon wants.  You must give the opposite response.”

Better a patient man than a warrior, a man who controls his temper than one who takes a city. Proverbs 16:32

The next time she was wronged she said with an icy smile and ground teeth; “I know you have done me wrong, but I am not going to get mad, I am leaving this for the King to judge.”  She was able to do it through growing love and trust in her King, and to take the control away from Silver-tongue.   The battle continued.

Silver-tongue wasn’t the only one who angered and wounded her.  The dragon, when he found the Princess resisting him, attempted an attack through her mother.  Every few months, her happy, kind and sunny natured mother would undergo a transformation.  The Princess and her sisters had a name for what emerged from the darkness; “the Bull.”  At those times she was hostile, mean, aggressive and not safe to be around.

The Bull would spread gossip and slander about her.  Afterwards, eyes glittering with mania, and enjoying her sweet high, her “mother” would come around or phone, uninvited and unwelcome, to feed off all the abuse and misery she’d caused.  This had been happening all of her life, and she’d had enough.

Her bipolar mother was one of the biggest reasons she wanted to remain in Sydney, where she was safe.  This was a sick Jekyll and Hyde relationship she did not want.  She wished she did not have a mother, and when her mother was manic, she cursed her as she said so.  Her mother had been abandoned by her own mother as a toddler, and now it was affecting the next generation.  She vowed she would never abandon her own children, and shielded them as best as she could. Despite that, her young son had already noticed, even at the tender age of four.  He said to her mother “You say bad words about us.”

In the Kingdom, she held the sword with her anger and gritted her teeth.  It was way too heavy.  She chose to keep the sword and drop the anger.  “I have heard what you said about me.  Why do you do it?  I am not going to get angry this time.  I want to talk to you about your words!”

Her mother hung up, and the dragon fled! Her sisters heard about it from their mother, and were agog.  “Good God!  What happened?  What have you done to Mum?  She is back in her own mind and wants to apologise to you.  No bull!”  They were astonished because their mother would remain manic for months, and had never apologised, ever.

The Princess had won a major victory against the dragon.  She laughed.  He could not go back there to wound her.  If he tried, she would be waiting, and she would now go for him rather than her mother.  For the first time in her life, she felt like she had some control.

“So then, submit yourselves to God. Resist the Devil, and he will run away from you. Come near to God, and he will come near to you.”  James 4:7

The King used this to teach her how the dragon attacked.  She was learning how to discern where He was, stand her ground and fight.

“Put on all the armour that God gives you, so that you will be able to stand up against the Devil’s evil tricks.

For we are not fighting against human beings, but against the wicked spiritual forces in the heavenly world, the rulers, authorities, and cosmic powers of this dark age.

So put on God’s armour now! Then when the evil day comes, you will be able to resist the enemy’s attacks; and after fighting to the end, you will still hold your ground.”  Ephesians 6:11-13

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