It has been a long while since I have posted anything here. I have been busy completing three years toward my B.A. in English and my senior year is underway. My current class (Creative Writing) has finally given me the space to take off the tight harness of academic writing rules, and it feels SO GOOD!! After reading my first assignment, Mom and Daddy gave it their thumbs up and suggested I make it a blog post, so here it is. It is my story and their story. It's a little longer than my usual posts, but as with everything I have ever posted here, I pray it encourages you to run "up the sunbeam to the sun" (C. S. Lewis).

"Follow my example, as I follow the example of Christ." 1 Corinthians 11:1 NIV

I sat above them on the stairs. Looking down through the window-like openings in the partition between the living room and the stairway, I listened to the basketball players, football players, baseball players, wrestlers, track athletes, both the lettermen and the also-…

What God Allows

Yesterday I had a fender bender.

Thankfully, no one was hurt! It was minor as collisions go, but even the smallest accident leaves you feeling shaky and rattled. To top it all off, the lady in the other car was snotty and accusing, certain I was dolt or imbecile or both. In the back of my mind, I kept wondering, God, why didn't you prevent this? How is this good? We do NOT need this!! I apologized to my Father later for my accusing tone, and thanked Him that it wasn't more serious and for His protection. He hugged my heart and whispered, No worries love, you're only dust.

We would really, really love it if God WOULD do all that He COULD do to prevent difficulties and to ensure safety, health, prosperity and happiness. When He doesn't, we are tempted to question His love or wonder if He is really powerful. This is a dilemma as old as Eden, and we probably aren't significantly closer to understanding it than Adam and Eve were.

One thing I have learned though--it is very important NOT to get the wrong idea about God when He allows tough things to touch us. Last time, I shared the story of my battle with worry. The real spiritual battle I faced began out of some well-intentioned teaching (I'm sure you've heard this too) that God allows suffering to touch our lives
because He has things to teach us through those experiences.

Satan began to use that idea as a way to drive a wedge into my relationship with God. Although I never heard an audible voice, the sneering, caustic, screeching tone I heard in my thoughts was a dead giveaway--he would hiss, "Weeeellllll! I wonder what horrible thing God is going to allow, jussssst to TEACH you something?" That treacherous thought made me shrink from God, drove me away from prayer, and made me wary and distrustful of Him.

That worked on me for a long time . . . too long. It stoked the fire of my worried what if's, but the thing that scared me even more was what had become an actual fear of God. This was not the "fear of the Lord" that rightly, humbly
stands in awe of Almighty God. It was a terribly destructive "I'm-scared-to-death-of-You-because-maybe-You're-as-cruel-as-the-devil-says-You-are" fear that crippled my ability to grow in my relationship with God. My wise and wonderful Pastor pointed me to this powerful passage of Scripture: 

"The weapons we fight with are not the weapons of the world. On the contrary, they have divine power to demolish strongholds. We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ."
2 Corinthians 10:4-5 NIV

A "pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God." That was exactly what was happening and I was falling for it, but I didn't have to!!

Little by little, one thought at a time, I replaced the snide questioning the enemy shot my way, with the truth about who God is and how He loves me. As with the worry, the power of fear also bit the dust in the face of God's great love for me in Christ. The moment I rejected the lie and submitted to Him whose character is only true, all the time, choosing to trust Him, the fear was obligated to flee! The strongholds came down!

So, whether it's a fender bender, or something more serious, whether I understand or not, I can take solace in the knowledge that when it comes to what God allows,

"God is too wise to be mistaken

God is too good to be unkind
So when you don't understand
When you don't see his plan
When you can't trace his hand
Trust His Heart"

Do you ever find yourself afraid of God?
How do you fight the battle?
What are your go-to Scriptures to demolish strongholds?


  1. Great thoughts! I love how your heart interacts with God throughout everyday life. And thanks for stopping by my blog too. Peace, sister! May Jesus stand up in the boat of your soul as it weathers the storms of life, and may he speak peace into those storms... at least, the inner ones. :)

  2. Hi Shaunie, there was a time when I asked "why me Lord" with all that I have faced until I heard a message that said why not me?? By asking why me, I am putting myself above other people, in effect saying that I am better than them and that bad things should happen to them & not me. Not only am I not better than anyone else, I have a God that helps me through the hard times, many don't know him. I have learned now to not ask why me, but to thank God for His grace, peace and His care for me. I have even learned to thank Him for the hard times. It has been a long journet!


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