“Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night.” Psalm 91:5
I thank our God for these beautiful reminders.
I was told once by someone I thought I was close to, someone I loved and who I thought loved me, that we lived in two different realities. I didn’t understand what he meant then, but I do now.
Being able to discern good spirits from evil ones, testing them and revealing their true nature, is oftentimes a heavy gift of the Spirit. It can really hurt having a word that someone you love refuses to listen to when you know the freedom it will bring. It is painful to have a soft heart in a hard world.
I was given the advice to not try so hard. I am learning, and learning comes from trusting Him. I know where I will spend eternity, but that just isn’t good enough for me sometimes. I want everyone to know and it is heartbreaking when they do know, but refuse to receive it.
I go out in the world in love to come home defeated. I go out selfless and come home empty; until I remember to whom I belong; I am His and He is mine.
Surely He is all I will ever need and as His return draws nearer and nearer with the passing of each day, my loving expectation grows. I must go deeper still, leaning in even further, and rest upon His Promises. He will protect us. He always has.
He has not, nor ever will, fail.
I wonder how people can refuse this gift. I wonder why they choose death instead of life. I wonder how they cannot love, when they themselves are loved so very much.