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Morning and Evening

November 30, Evening

C. H. Spurgeon · Modern retelling

"Michael and his angels fought against the dragon; and the dragon fought and his angels." — Revelation 12:7 · KJV

War will always rage between the two great sovereignties until one or the other is crushed. Peace between good and evil is impossible; the very pretense of it would in fact be the triumph of the powers of darkness. Michael will always fight; his holy soul is vexed with sin, and will not endure it. Jesus will always be the dragon's foe — and that not quietly, but actively, vigorously, with full determination to exterminate evil. All His servants, whether angels in heaven or messengers on earth, will and must fight; they are born to be warriors. At the cross they enter into covenant never to make truce with evil; they are a warlike company, firm in defense and fierce in attack. The duty of every soldier in the army of the Lord is daily, with all his heart and soul and strength, to fight against the dragon. The dragon and his angels will not decline the fray; they are unceasing in their onslaughts, sparing no weapon, fair or foul. We are foolish to expect to serve God without opposition; the more zealous we are, the more surely we shall be assailed by the henchmen of hell. The church may grow slothful, but not so her great antagonist; his restless spirit never lets the war pause; he hates the woman's seed, and would gladly devour the church if he could. The servants of Satan share much of the old dragon's energy, and are usually an active race. War rages all around, and to dream of peace is dangerous and futile. Glory be to God, we know the end of the war! The great dragon shall be cast out and for ever destroyed, while Jesus and those who are with Him shall receive the crown. Let us sharpen our swords tonight, and pray the Holy Spirit to nerve our arms for the conflict. Never was battle so important, never crown so glorious. Every man to his post, you warriors of the cross, and may the Lord soon tread Satan under your feet!