“If you try to hang on to your life, you will lose it. But if you give up your life for my sake and for the sake of the Good News, you will save it.” — Mark 8:35 (NLT)
I’ve always been inspired by the fight.
Since before I called myself “lion tamer,” waging war against injustice has been a driving force in my life.
This God-given fighting spirit has proven fruitful in many areas of my life, one being this blog. But in my brokenness, I’ve turned my apostolic gifting into a deep-seated “warrior complex” that leads to heartbreak time and again.
I am mentally ready to fight to the death for Jesus — but unsure about what it really means to lay down my life and follow Him to the cross. In my pride, I struggle to see my value in the context of His Kingdom unless I can fight hard, make a measurable impact, and prove that “Brit was here.”
So I keep on fighting to prove my worth. And I keep on losing. (Big surprise, right?)
But God is doing something new in me. He is calling me to do what seems like foolishness — to give up my life so I can save it. To die to myself, so that I might truly live.
This may sound like madness to you. And honestly, it feels like madness to me! But because I know it’s an invitation from Him, I know it’s truth.
“Lion Tamer” Redefined
In the middle of a fierce bout of spiritual warfare this week, God challenged my natural defense mechanisms. When I prayed for strength to fight, he said,
“Come to me. Stop fighting, and just come to me. I’ve got this.”
I protested, believing the lie that resting now will bring grave consequences.
“Lord, have you seen what we’re up against?
Who is going to fight this battle if not me?
After all, I’m the ‘lion tamer,’ aren’t I?!”
And He just giggled. “Of course you’re not, Brit. I am.”
I proceeded to bang my head against my keyboard. How did I miss this?
His revelation devastated me at first. I didn’t want to let Him have the identity I’ve been clinging to as my own. I mean, I have a logo and a hashtag and everything, right?? It felt like He was asking for too much.
But then it hit me, fresh and new: He is The Lion Tamer… and I’m a beloved daughter of The Lion Tamer Himself! He wants more than my sword-yielding allegiance and fighting spirit — He is after my heart.
And when I let go of who I think I am…
I see a glimpse of who I really am in Him…
…a lion tamer by birthright!
I LOVE this “me.” It’s a whole new level of comfort in my own skin. I want it for you, too.
The Heart of The Lion Tamer isn’t warfare — it’s sacrifice.
Jesus could have commanded legions of angels to save Him from crucifixion (Matthew 26:53), but he didn’t. Instead, he chose to sacrifice his own will for the Father’s and triumphed over sin and death — not by fighting, but by sacrifice — by dying on a cross in our place. He rose again, victorious — and as believers, we are made pure and blameless in His sight.
This is Good News, my friends! He’s already won the most important battle of mankind, once and for all. He did it for me. He did it for you.
For me, this new identity changes everything. How can I pride myself in the fight, when it’s by His strength that I overcome? My weaknesses, insecurities, and vast inadequacies are redeemed because of who I am in Him. My source of strength, my hope for victory in this life rests in Christ alone.
More of Him. Less of me. Now that’s something worth fighting for.