Alright, let’s talk about something that stuck with me recently. It revolves around that bit, you know, Apocalipsis 12:7. Sounds heavy, I know, but my experience with it was pretty down-to-earth.
It started a while back. I was feeling really stuck, like I was fighting something I couldn’t even see properly. Not like a fistfight, more like… wading through mud uphill? Everything felt like a struggle, pushing against some invisible resistance. Work stuff, some personal things piling up, the usual grind but amplified.
Getting into the Weeds
So, one evening, I was just kind of zoning out, flipping through an old Bible, not really looking for anything specific. Landed on Revelation. Now, usually, that part of the book is a bit much for me, honestly. But I read that line, verse 7: “And there was war in heaven. Michael and his angels fought against the dragon…”
It just clicked in a weird way. Not in a big, spiritual revelation kind of way, more like a “huh, yeah, feels like that sometimes” kind of way. A big, unseen fight. A struggle against something that feels overwhelming, like that dragon description.
What I Actually Did
So, what was the “practice”? It wasn’t anything formal. I didn’t start a study group or anything.
- I just kept that image in my head for a few days. The war, the fight.
- When I felt that invisible resistance, that uphill mud-wading feeling, I’d picture it. Not literally dragons, but just acknowledging the “fight” aspect.
- It kind of helped me label the feeling. Instead of just vague frustration, it was like, “Okay, this is the ‘dragon’ part of the day.” Sounds silly, maybe, but naming it helped.
- I tried to approach the problems like Michael and his crew – not necessarily expecting an easy win, but just… engaging. Doing the work, making the calls, sending the emails, even when it felt pointless.
The Real Deal Situation
There was this one specific thing with some paperwork, a bureaucratic nightmare. Felt like every time I submitted something, it got lost or needed some other obscure form. It dragged on for weeks. Total dragon territory. I felt powerless. But thinking about that verse, that image of a persistent fight, weirdly kept me going. It wasn’t about winning instantly; it was about staying in the ring, making the next call, resubmitting the form again. Just keep showing up to the fight.
It didn’t magically solve the paperwork issue faster, mind you. Bureaucracy is still bureaucracy. But it shifted my perspective. It felt less like a personal failing and more like navigating a known battlefield. I wasn’t expecting trumpets and a sudden victory, just the grind of the fight. And eventually, I did get the paperwork sorted. Took forever, but got it done.
So yeah, that was my little practice with Apocalipsis 12:7. Just using that image to reframe a struggle. Nothing cosmic, just a way to keep putting one foot in front of the other when things felt tough. Sometimes, just knowing you’re in a fight, and that fights happen, is enough to keep you going.
