Pulling Tents, Pulling Teeth…Again
April 30, 2023 Leave a comment
So its happening again. What I thought was behind me. And the devil has tried to define me by names that he crafted to set me for an eternity as his companion in the pit. But God. I can already tell that he – the devil – is going to be very lonely without me. Because God has not lost His reach over me. He still is LORD, even if it’s happening again.
It’s happening again and I seem to have lost my foothold. To be falling – But I sense Him hold me. He shields me against the swaying chants of a coven that was created to do me wrong; to delight in the whirlwind against my life, to desire my destruction, despair and death, though it would not profit them at all. God laughs, and speaks, and I emerge from the blur, IN HIS ARMS.
It’s happening again, and He reminds me about last time. That even then, even when He manifested through help He sent, He was then my Help then and will be today. He calls me to avail myself in covenant with Him, He speaks and I fall asleep in His Arms – learning that a storm does not have to rob me of rest. That He is The Storm. He is IN The storm. He LORD OVER the storm. And that this storm is a test. Not for Him Who Already knows incomparably more and is Himself, Knowledge and Wisdom; but that I too, His Beloved, would understand just how much He has increased in me, as The Word of God.
It’s happening again, and I am at rest. He reminds me of the beginning; that even BEFORE He made man, He had spoken and made everything else. Even though like Mary I wonder out loud in His Presence, how this could be – since I am without human help, I surrender to The Power of His Word – let it be unto me LORD, ONLY in accordance to Your Word and Will. I take my cross, and take a walk with The Author of The Universe, The Living God, The Commander of Heaven’s hosts, My Groom, My Home Eternal. The One Who Speaks and His Word cannot be resisted by the absence of what is tangible. I rest. I rest. I rest. I rest. No matter what.
“For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer, he is like a man observing his natural face in a mirror; for he observes himself, goes away, and immediately forgets what kind of man he was.”
James 1:23-24
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“I will be glad and rejoice in Your Love, for You saw my affliction and knew the anguish of my soul. You have not given me into the hands of the enemy but have set my feet in a spacious place.”
Psalm 31:7–8
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