Giglio - Goliath Must Fall

Goliath Must Fall will ignite your desire to see your giants defeated and to step into all God has for you.

CHRISTINE CAINE, FOUNDER, A21 AND PROPEL WOMEN

Louie Giglio gently invites us to listen to the voice of the Shepherd, who sets our hearts free. This book will encourage and inspire you.

RAVI ZACHARIAS, AUTHOR AND SPEAKER

I had a major giant in my life called fear. If you are battling that same giant, then Goliath Must Fall is a must-read.

SADIE ROBERTSON, AUTHOR, SPEAKER, ACTOR, AND FOUNDER OF LIVE ORIGINAL

I believe God is going to set people free of their giants through the wonderful truth Louie shares in this book.

DR. CHARLES STANLEY, SENIOR PASTOR, FIRST BAPTIST ATLANTA PRESIDENT, IN TOUCH MINISTRIES

Great players have had great coaches. Louie helps us understand that God has provided the ultimate coach to help us be victorious over our Goliaths.

STAN SMITH, CHAIRMAN OF STAN SMITH EVENTS, FORMER #1 RANKED TENNIS PLAYER, AND FACE OF THE ICONIC STAN SMITH SHOE

Louie is masterful at connecting people with the message of the gospel.

BRIAN HOUSTON, GLOBAL SENIOR PASTOR AND FOUNDER, HILLSONG CHURCH

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2017 by Louie Giglio

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Library of Congress Control Number: 2017903611

Epub Edition April 2017 ISBN 9780718088880

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The king ducked his head, shuffled outside his tent, and stared at the far hill that lay just outside his war camp. His breakfast settled in an uneasy stomach. All over the valley, the clank of cooking pots could be heard as men lit fires and munched on bread and cheese. It wouldnt be long now until the shouters voice came again. The king let out a deep sigh.

How many days does this make? he asked his aide.

Forty, sir, came the reply. A ring of guards stood watch around the kings tent. The aide neednt have bothered answering, except his life depended on giving the correct answer to the king. But both the aide and the king knew that King Saul was already aware of the number.

Can you see him coming? the king asked.

The aide squinted, shaded his brow, and nodded. Right on time, sir.

The king grumbled as he slipped into his royal robes, then went silent. His shoulders slumped.

YOU! boomed a shout from across the valley. Why dont you line up for battle today... or are you too afraid? All the soldiers in the Israelite camp turned to watch, many trembling. The taunt was nothing new, but the soldiers took no action. They received no commands. There were no orders to follow. There were no volunteers. They couldnt turn their eyes away, and they hated who stood in front of them, but none of them were brave enough to try and stop him.

The shouter was a brute of a man. Hairy and ugly and foul. Scarred and weathered from a hundred previous battles. A bronze helmet rested on his head. A massive coat of scale armor covered his body. Bronze plates protected his legs. A bronze javelin was slung on his back. The shouter gripped a spear shaft thicker than a weavers rod, and his shield bearer stood before him, grinning as he relished the fight. With that amount of armor on the brute, the archers likely wouldnt be able to penetrate his defenses. And with an entire army behind him, swordsmen couldnt rush him. Spearmen and charioteers couldnt get close enough before they would be wiped out. The giant was impenetrable. Undefeatable. And no one knew that better than the giant himself.

You bunch of babies! the giant called forth. Am I not a Philistine, and are you not the servants of King Saul? Lets have a contest for men! Same one I proposed yesterday. You choose a man. Well choose a man. The two men will fight. Whoever wins the battle wins the war. Ill be the man for our side. Who do you have on yours? He laughed with a long and loud cackle. The giant already knew the answer. No one was going to stand up to him. Jeers and catcalls came from the Philistine camp.

The aide glanced at King Saul. Sir, any reply for Goliath today? The aides voice hinted at the significance of the last word.

The king ignored the question. No, there was no reply today. There was no reply yesterday, nor had there been the day before that, nor the day before that. The aide knew this. There had been no reply all week, and no reply the week before that, and no reply nearly six weeks ago when this whole debacle started. There was no reply, because nobody in the Israelite army could defeat this giant, and everyone in the Israelite camp knew it. No one knew that better than King Saul himself, the tallest, strongest, and most experienced warrior in the entire Israelite army.

So thats a no then? Goliath yelled. Or is that just the sound of birds chirping I hear? He spit on the ground and added, Youre worthless! The whole lot of you. Powerless. Weak. Just like your God. I defy you, and I defy your God. Until youre ready to fight like men... See you tomorrow, chumps. With that, Goliath and his shield bearer turned on their heels and strode back to their camp.