The grass has a hairdo! (:
>WARNING: SPOILER ALERT<
In the book Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand, three men, American bombers fighting in World War 2, survived a plane crash and floated for 47 days without rescue. Before the 47th day, one survivor quit surviving. The remaining two men were almost to the shore of an island. Although they knew it was Japanese territory, they were excited for the relief of dry land. In the dark of night, a tsunami came and tossed them about. When I was reading this I thought, ‘Why is this happening to them? Here I thought God was leading them towards the safety of land, but now He’s taking them away from it?’ When the storm calmed, the men were nearly to the shore. At this, I felt bad for doubting God. It is often when we are closest to freedom that the storm is the worst. But we still must trust that God will bring us through it. As it turned out, the Japanese on the island had compassion on them and helped them regain their health. The storm led them where they needed to be.
Excerpt from Day 1 devotion of Hymns plan in She Reads Truth app (It’s great! Check it out!)
Friends, we are all sick with sin. Every one of us is diseased with iniquity. We hear each other saying, “I’m broken and guilty,” and we think to ourselves, “If only they knew – it’s me. I’m the worst.” We live in fear of shining a light on the very darkest parts of our hearts—afraid to whisper those dark parts by name, let alone hold them in our outstretched hands in plain sight of the One who bled and died to redeem them.
I had an intensely scary nightmare during my routine Sunday nap. In it, I was sitting on the floor in front of my bedroom door with my legs crossed and I heard a deep, dark voice talking to me from behind. The voice was assuring me that it was okay to do what I was being tempted to do even though I knew it was wrong. I felt like I was hovering above the ground and, when I looked, it turned out that I was. Not by much. Perhaps a few inches. I thought it was very cool that I was doing that. The voice asked me if I liked hovering and I said I did. Then, suddenly, I was hovering 5 feet in the air, with my legs still crossed. I was unable to move. It was like I was sitting on an invisible pedestal. It was no longer fun. It was terrifying. I didn’t know what was happening and I was afraid I was going to drop straight to the ground and get hurt. The voice was taunting me and threatening to let me plummet to the hard floor painfully. That was when I realized that the voice was Satan. I woke up from my dream feeling violated. How dare Satan invade my subconscious! But now I see what the dream means. The hovering represents sin. At first it seems fun and harmless until you realize what the cost is. A few inches off the ground was fun. But being feet off the ground with no control was terrifying. In the end, after giving into temptation, we all fall onto that hard, unforgiving ground. But every time, God is there to help us up and forgive us.