The impending disaster : A short story

I tend to write short stories I want to start sharing them hope yall like it! Give me feedback! 🙂

The city is in shambles, cars smashed like paper, homes with only a foundation remaining, the park where children once played and enjoyed with laughter was gone, nothing left but broken dreams of what once was. News reporters race to the scene after the storm had pasted, to find a few homes still standing as if the storm had missed the houses on purpose. How could this be?? All the other homes all around were barely standing or gone completely all together. Shutters laid in the streets, doors on sidewalks, and cries of despair all around. Desolation and hopelessness was presence as if it was breathing on the back of your neck. These homes were suppose to be built for this type of weather. Storm proof homes, ready to withstand the most horrendous tornados. “The next big thing!” “No more worrying!” “No more basements!” is what they said. Most of the homes were gone only a few homes were standing. News reporters swarmed the neighbors to speak with residents left homeless, people talking about memories that once was. One lady out in the street cried out with a loud squeaky voice sobbing on her knees “My dad! My daad! He’s gone!!” Now news reporters frantically hurried to homes still standing to find out how did there homes survive. Everyone trying to get the first live report.

They knocked on the door patiently awaiting a answer. With eager looks upon there faces. the door creeps open and a mans face appears with a dazed look of confusion upon his face as he catches glimpse of the destruction around him through the crowd of reporters, snapping pictures, microphones waiting, cameras rolling. ” How did your home manage to survive the storm?!” the news reporter from WBZ Channel 2 blurts out. They all wait with anxious looks upon there faces. The man took a deep breath and said “I watched the news…. there was a constant emergency broadcast that played all night, warning us that the homes weren’t safe and how to prepare and how to protect your home.” As he is speaking his wife comes to the door holding their newborn and their little girl squeezes between her dad and mom legs trying to get a peak of what’s going on.

 

Now this is a fictional story, but this is a example of being in communion with God in your secret place, brings protection from all harm no matter what is going on in the world. Psalms 91 (MSG) says

You who sit down in the High God’s presence,
    spend the night in Shaddai’s shadow,
Say this: “God, you’re my refuge.
    I trust in you and I’m safe!”
That’s right—he rescues you from hidden traps,
    shields you from deadly hazards.
His huge outstretched arms protect you—
    under them you’re perfectly safe;
    his arms fend off all harm.
Fear nothing—not wild wolves in the night,
    not flying arrows in the day,
Not disease that prowls through the darkness,
    not disaster that erupts at high noon.
Even though others succumb all around,
    drop like flies right and left,
    no harm will even graze you.
You’ll stand untouched, watch it all from a distance,
    watch the wicked turn into corpses.
Yes, because God’s your refuge,
    the High God your very own home,
Evil can’t get close to you,
    harm can’t get through the door.
He ordered his angels
    to guard you wherever you go.
If you stumble, they’ll catch you;
    their job is to keep you from falling.
You’ll walk unharmed among lions and snakes,
    and kick young lions and serpents from the path.

“If you’ll hold on to me for dear life,” says God,
    “I’ll get you out of any trouble.
I’ll give you the best of care
    if you’ll only get to know and trust me.
Call me and I’ll answer, be at your side in bad times;
    I’ll rescue you, then throw you a party.
I’ll give you a long life,
    give you a long drink of salvation!”

This is a powerful word from God simply just saying seek me, get to know me and I will protect you and keep you! When we abide in God He protects us from unknown dangers ahead while everyone else is heading towards it. You can only be protected from hearing His voice in the secret place. No one can else can give you a secret place , or substitute for it. Prayer is the key and its really simple.

The man in this story only watched the news how simple is that! Prayer is all it takes! Our lives become a impending disaster when we lose focus on God and omit Him!

    

My journey to Becoming a wife # 2

Finding the Balance

The joy of picking out flowers and finding the perfect dress, oh and congrats and best wishes you receive from everyone. Preparing for a wedding can be loads of fun and it can also frustrating all at the same time.

Now I have been engaged for about two months, it has been the most joyous time of my young life.  God has been speaking to me on things that I had started to slack on and lost balance. I’m sure is happy that he is showing me this now or else down the line I would be a total wreck. With all this planning and trying  to imagine how this new life will be. A girl can get caught up in the bliss and dreaming and lose focus of the importance of seeking the one who gave me my one!

So I’m a huge planner I like to plan every big and little detail right away so everything can be smooth sailing. So basically immediately after being proposed to I began to plan. Yes! I Finally after months and months of pinning can start putting those thousands of pins on pinterest to use! What a feeling!

Since I work overnight I started while at work I would research and research. Looking for the perfect dress and shoes, to bouquets, and DIY projects! That began to take up most of my time overnight.  From the moment I clocked in to the moment I clocked out that was my life. It became overwhelming and tiresome. Then this little voice told me that’s because you put me to the side.

That little voice which was the voice of the Holy Spirit brought so much conviction to my heart. He was right I lost focus. I got so focus on planning that when it came time to read my bible I was to tired and sleepy to keep my eyes open.

I had cut out God’s word the very thing that give my spirit life and enables me to go on. The thing that inspires me to go on! I had cut out His voice. I no longer could hear what he had to say to me, because I was so focus on the very thing I have been praying for.

I notice several ways when my relationship with God is on ice. One way is my relationship with my fiancé gets rocky. Now this might not be true for everyone but this is how God shows me. I notice we would argue about the craziest things or I would be more stubborn  that normal. Trust me I can be really stubborn without the Holy Spirit. Oh! but once I get back to my secret place I notice how everything smooth out! Life becomes manageable and not so cray cray!

It could be anything that we put before God, job, kids, fiancés, ministry, finances, or even ourselves. I have learned and still learning a lot that God needs to be first. He is so jealous for me and Loves me with everything that he would even go to the extremes of sacrificing His only son for little ol me! I have no choice but to take him off the back burner and keep Him as my main focus. It’s a daily choice to take up my cross and follow Him. It’s not a obligation but a joy! To sit at His feet and be in His presence. No place I rather be!

Matthew 6:33 But Seek ye first the kingdom of God and His righteousness and all of these things will be added unto you.