We are often at war. Somehow our lives seem surrounded by conflict. The person that cut us off in traffic on the way to work. The bugger that knocked my coffee out of my hand as I was leaving the cafe’. A teacher who growled at us over homework not done. The spouse that is always completely unreasonable. We cannot seem to escape, we are surrounded by situations that press our buttons and trigger the worst in us.

Who then is the enemy, where do they hide and what does he want from us? Is this all one big test? A challenge to see if we up for the task? Or is this just life, casually going along with its head in the clouds and sometime tripping over us lowly mortals?

Today I think I discovered the enemy. Whilst involved in a battle of my own, I paused and stepped out of the situation, and looked at the problem with fresh eyes. Was I the cause of this war? Did I write this story with my own hand? Was I the real enemy? Slowly as if a thick mist was lifting I began to realize that I was not the enemy, the fight was not against me. The person engaging in the fight was battling themselves. They were fighting against the very things that they were most scared of, and in order not to face themselves they decided to direct that anger against me. (Well to be honest it was only one person fighting against me.) Suddenly it was clear, the battle was not over and I had not won, but it was no longer my battle. I packed away my sword and retired from the battle field. My job today was done. I took up my rest as I do not know when the next battle looms. I do however know that when the next battle starts the first place I will look for the enemy is within. I will conquer her and be humble in my victory as I have been blessed to see the enemy and know that I have the power to rise above him.