I mentioned to a friend on the phone that I do, indeed, own
a pistol for protection (and also to gather rust). She turned to those in her home and
proclaimed, “I don’t feel so bad now…the preacher owns a gun.”
Well…later
that night, around midnight, something went “thump” in the darkness. Then I got thumped by Mrs. Preacher; “what
was that? Did you hear that?” I had only
been “nearly” asleep, but I was now fully awake and on alert.
I
slipped the pistol from its rusty hiding place and systematically began to
clear the house; Mrs. Preacher had my back carrying the frying pan. We checked:
·
Every
door – locked!
·
Every
window – check!
·
Every
closet – empty!
·
The
dog – sleeping!
There
was nothing left to do but go back to bed (to bed….not to sleep).
But,
somewhere in the shadowy fog of Sheol we must have drifted off and it was 5am
when the alarm raised the dead.
Staggering
into the bathroom I noticed something about the bathtub; Elizabeth’s prize back
cushion was lying in the tub, not on the backrest where it normally
sleeps. Sherlock Holmes would’ve been so
amazed at my deductive reasoning – that “thump” in the darkness was a back
balloon hitting the bottom of our bathtub.
Well,
it could’ve been the invading hoards of Alexander the Great…or aliens. You just never know in the middle of the
night!
I
rarely ‘LOL’ at 5am, but I realized I’d chased a balloon in the darkness with a
loaded gun whose bullets date back to “big hair” days. LOL I did!
So
many of the things we fear are really balloons in the dark. That is particularly true for those who love the
Lord.
Today
No
matter what happens today, you’re in His care.
Clean
the gun of its rust, but put your trust in God.
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