faith unfaded

Quite like a bird gathers string and twigs and straw to make a comfy nest, we gather materials for our own nest in which our soul resides.

I’d built a new one, filled with love and acceptance and grace, and my soul was happily chirping along.

Then, as Hurricane Helene battered the East Coast, a storm of similar proportions hit my own life and dismantled the nest I’d been carefully protecting. Physical illness, demonic attacks, deep hurt, shady business practices, dishonest people in power….I faced an avalanche of evil and crumbled under pressure.

It’s time to rebuild and I find myself picking up twigs of unforgiveness and threads of anger. I haven’t yet learned how to fight wickedness without it.

My heart lived on a pile of broken glass for years. It’s painful and only hurts me in the long run. I cannot build a new nest this way.

My prayers are honest, if not godly. Strike them down, every last one of them who comes against me as I seek to do Your will. I get tired of protecting people who hurt me. I resent taking the high road.

But I believe in grace. So much was poured out to me; how can I not extend the same to others?

If the Bible is my weather app, I should’ve seen this storm coming. Instead I ignored the warnings and found myself ill-prepared. But it’s time to rebuild. I have the Resources to build a new nest…one with goodness and grace. Despite the people used to harm me, that storm was orchestrated by Satan. My fight should be directed toward him not my fellow man.

My soul finds rest in God alone; my salvation comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will never be shaken. Psalm 62:1