This past weekend provided some much needed rest and healing for Josh and me. Time to spend being silly, romantic, and to soak up each others company. It was wonderful. Saturday night we watched Gladiator; neither one of us had seen it before; it is a great movie and if you haven't seen it you should.
Something particularly struck me while we were taking in the action packed battles that moved me to tears. During one of the fight scenes, the gates open and Maximus is faced with several masked and iron-clad warriors ready to smash his face in. He takes on these ruthless beasts and beats the crap out of them, defeating each one. Whether it was the fact that their helmets looked a bit demonic, I do not know, but it was then that I thought 'This is what Josh did for you this week...this is how he fought satan for you.' As the scene continued, and as Maximus conquered even the huge tigers that were unleashed into the ring, I became continually moved by that realization...that this is how my husband defends me...and this is how our God defends us all.
And so as I sat there, with a couple tears bubbling down my cheeks, Josh's arms wrapped around me, watching Gladiator, of all movies, never have I felt so loved, rescued from the evils of the enemy, and because of that, brave to take on the war in our world.
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