Updated: Jun 5
God, I find it intriguing that Peter referred to Satan as a
roaring and hungry lion seeking whom he may devour. It is
far more intoxicating, I think, to think of you as the one
untamed, hungry, roaring, never sleeping, preveniently
prowling about, seeking. For your heart is vast and your pathos
unparalleled, your desire deep and appetite for us insatiable.
It’s not that Peter was wrong, of course, it’s just that, these
days and, perhaps, for more time than any of us would care
to admit, Satan has received far too much credit. You are
the lion, he who guards us—our heart-minds, our dreams, our
hopes, our longings. You are the one roaring about, ready to
shred every lie, devour every attack, and fight every battle. You
are the lion who rises and lives and nurtures his tribe. Amen!