I never thought I would find myself deep in worship during a Tom Petty song, but it happened this week.
The closing song at church on Sunday was "Won't Back Down." I've heard it a million times before, but this time I heard it anew:
Well, I won't back down
No, I won't back down
You can stand me up at the gates of hell
but I won't back down
I bet Tom Petty never imagined that his song would have some girl ready to stand up with arms raised. I didn't, but everything in my spirit responded when I heard those words. I had been feeling a bit discouraged in ministry this week and found myself questioning my call a bit. "Toss in the towel" has come to mind a time or two this week--After all, right now is a season of preparation for things to come, but when the "things to come" are unseen, it's easy to cease praying, cease preparing, and back right on down.
But I can't back down, and I won't back down. Too much is at stake. And as for discouragement in my calling? Well, all I can say is that GREATER IS HE WHO IS IN ME THAN HE WHO IS IN THE WORLD. So you can stand me up at the gates of hell and I won't back down.