Here is a story I heard recently. I cannot vouch for its accuracy, but even if it is fictitious, it illustrates a great truth. In seems Knute Rockne was about to face the football team of USC, and he knew that USC had a far superior team and wondered if there was any way he could defeat them. Then he hit on this idea. He scoured the city of South Bend, Indiana for about a hundred of the biggest men he could find. When he had about a hundred men, each at least 6’5” or more and weighing in at 300 pounds or more, he put them all in Notre Dame uniforms. With the shoulder pads and the helmets, they looked even bigger. Then, when it was time for the game to begin, he sent these men out of the locker room first. As the USC team watched, they just kept coming, and coming, and coming until these hundred men were all the USC team saw. The USC coach kept telling his team, “they can only field eleven men at a time.” But the damage was done. None of these men ever played one minute of the game. But USC had become so intimidated at the sight of them that they were unable to function, and Notre Dame won the game. Kind of reminds us of the twelve spies and Israel as they lost out on “winning” the promised land even though they never engaged a single one of the “giants” in battle. How sad it is when we allow ourselves to see the enemy and lose sight of God.