Goliath’s Blog

Scripture Reading – 1 Samuel 17

Blog Title – Bigger is Better or… Bad to the Bone [Pick your favorite or leave a better suggestion in a comment!]

Blogging Niche – Military Bloggers

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About Me – Goliath of Gath – one of the last of a vanishing breed of giants. I’m large and in charge. There is no man, heck, there is no army that doesn’t fear me. My towering height and hulking muscles make me a god among mere men.

Blog Excerpts

Entry #1 – Day 20

I’m getting bored waiting for the Israelites to send a man to fight me. It’s been 20 days since I issued by challenge. Cowards – every last one of them. Bet there’s not one champion among the whole lot of them.

Entry #2 – Day 28

They’re probably on their knees praying to that ‘one true’ god of theirs. Ha! My strength is all-powerful! Even gods tremble in my presence! If this so-called god can defeat me, bring him on!

Entry #3 – Day 34

Even if my impressive physique wasn’t intimidating enough, I’ve got some major armor. Actually I’m getting pretty tired of putting on my bronze helmet and coat of armor just to turn around and take it all off again. Every day and night, I go out there and issue the same challenge and every morning, the Hebrews cower in fear.

Entry #4 – Day 39 

Part of me wishes they’d just give up, but a bigger part of me is just dying for a fight. I can’t way to run someone through with my spear because I know that’s what’s going to happen. I mean, there’s no possible way anyone can defeat my strength!

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Don’t you just love dramatic irony?

Brianna

Once upon a time there was a young woman who graduated cum laude from university. For years she despaired of ever using her English degree. Then I gave her the direction she needed and now she writes for me - her father so heavenly.

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Gabriel’s Blog

Blog Title: Heaven Sent: God’s Messenger

About Me: I’m Gabriel and I’m a messenger. I love my job. When God has an important message for His people, He calls on me and I deliver. Nothing, not even snow, nor rain, nor heat, nor gloom of night, keeps me from my appointed duty. Some have the mistaken impression that messengers are lowly servants, but with my blog I intend to show that being a messenger is a valued and worthwhile job.

Intended Audience: Those whose job it is to spread news and keep people informed.

Blog Excerpt:

My Message for Mary

I love my job, but it’s not easy. I have to give people news that is sometimes difficult to understand or even more difficult to believe. For example, my latest task from God was to inform a young virgin woman that she was pregnant with the child of the Lord.

God dispatched me to a city in Galilee called Nazareth. I thanked God for the assignment and assured him that I would deliver the message without fail, but at the time, I lacked the confidence behind the words. This was going to be my toughest assignment yet.

All my previous messages had been delivered to men. This would be my first dealings with a young woman. I had heard that women were extremely emotional and irrational at times. And the news I was sharing with her seemed impossible and could be devastating to a young unmarried girl.

On route I worried and fretted over how exactly to deliver the news. My mind invented worst case scenarios and I feared having to punish a poor young girl like I had to do with my previous recipient, Zechariah.

When the time came to deliver my message, I was calm, cool and collected because I had trust in the Lord. That’s why I was chosen as his messenger and that’s why I was special. I only wished I could transfer my unfailing trust and faith along with my message so that those who heard it would not fear or doubt.

I arrived at the young woman’s home. Her name was Mary and being in her presence it was obvious that she was blessed among women. It was my privilege to give her such wondrous news.

“Greetings, you who are highly favored! The Lord is with you” (Luke 1:28 NIV).

It was apparent my presence troubled Mary, but I was quick to calm her worries. I didn’t want to deal with female histrionics.

Do not be afraid, Mary; you have found favor with God. You will conceive and give birth to a son, and you are to call him Jesus.He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. The Lord God will give him the throne of his father David, and he will reign over Jacob’s descendants forever; his kingdom will never end (Luke 1:30-33 NIV).

I had to admit that this was an unimaginable message to hear, even for me and I was used to hearing God’s incredible plans.

Then she asked the question I had expected. “How will this be,” Mary asked, “since I am a virgin?” (Luke 1:34 NIV)

I resisted the urge to sigh at the way humans inevitably question the plans of the Most High.

The Holy Spirit will come on you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So the holy one to be born will be called the Son of God. Even Elizabeth your relative is going to have a child in her old age, and she who was said to be unable to conceive is in her sixth month. For no word from God will ever fail (Luke 1:35-37 NIV).

After I finished speaking, I braced myself for more questions and more doubts, but this young woman surprised me by saying, “I am the Lord’s servant. May your word to me be fulfilled” (Luke 1:38 NIV).

I was amazed by her unconditional acceptance. Mary was truly worthy of being the mother of Christ for her belief in God was strong and unwavering.

I left Mary then, confident in her place in God’s plan and content with my own place in God’s plan as his trusted messenger.

Brianna

Once upon a time there was a young woman who graduated cum laude from university. For years she despaired of ever using her English degree. Then I gave her the direction she needed and now she writes for me - her father so heavenly.

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