I grew up with guardrails, boundaries in my life. Haha, I was sheltered... Sheltered. A word often used to degrade others, to tear at them and say "how childish you are for not being exposed to this as a child". That isn't what is intended, but its how a sheltered person feels. We don't feel protected or safe, we feel left out and excluded.
We are fools... I jumped the boundaries my parents, pastors, and teachers placed around me. I regret many things.
I look back at my protected days, when I was not fully exposed to the world and the full brunt of it's influence and I long for them, my soul longs for them. I did not understand the safety of my guarding at the time, I thought it was a measure of control something to keep me contained. Having stood in the gale of the world, I find myself exposed and torn by the wind of life.
I want to end this positively, with a telling of personal victory. New guardrails need to be placed in my life, and the placing of them is a process.
So, no personal victory, but I will share a corporate one!
I'm not alone. You, reading this, are not alone. The struggle you feel, the difficulty, is being felt by others. We, as a whole, are victorious in Christ.
If you are struggling with the wind of life tearing at you because of a lack of guardrails, DO NOT DISPAIR!
Somewhere, a brother is struggling alongside you. A sister is praying for you. A spiritual parent is interceding on your behalf.
You may read that and say, "Not me."
That IS A LIE!
There are people, facedown on the ground with their souls groaning and crying for the ache in your soul. Their prayers are wordless, but God hears them, God placed those prayers in their hearts... for you. They're weeping with you. Mourning with you. Rejoicing with you!
I used to live "alone"... convinced that I alone struggled, that I was the only stumbler, the only one weak. I was wrong.
I don't know your name, but I will pray for you.
God has not forsaken us.
In His Love,
Mike
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