Dear lady,
I know that you are a warrior. I know that you have taken much territory. I am aware of what you are capable of accomplishing. However, I am afraid for you after times of victory. For though all must, at times, sheath the sword; you do linger there. Yesterday’s battles were not won without offensive innovation, and tomorrow’s will not be either. I remind you, you were made for this.
It’s going to take you taking chances to keep you really alive.
Remember this,
Some gates are from the Lord. Some gates are of the Lord.
Some gates are shut and no man can open. Some gates are shut, but beg to be broken.
But remember, this war is not one of strife and hate and argument; this is a war of love. Remember how your husband has loved you: taking great pain and being robbed of precious life to give you life from among the dead. This is how you must war; as a bride with the fiercest love. Like your husband. There is no discharge from this war, so do not linger. Make your feet swift and beautiful and do valiantly. The captives await you, but are losing hope. Innovate!
TheOblog 