Kevin recently told me a story about two preachers who went to visit a demon-possessed woman. This woman was holding a fishbowl in her hands; she was shaking so violently that she was causing the dust from the bottom of the bowl to cloud the water. She was exclaiming, "I CAN'T SEE MY FISH! I CAN'T SEE MY FISH!" The fishbowl was removed from her hands, and the demons cast out. The dust finally settled and the fish were revealed, albeit a bit shaken up. ;) The point of this story being that when your world is being shaken, it's very hard to see through the dust storm. Here is my dust storm:
In the past 4 months my life has seen some very dramatic changes, some good, some bad. I've lost three friends to sin and/or deception. I've had to kick someone I love and was mentoring out of my house, only to have them abandon faith altogether. I've gained a new roommate (whom I love). I've started a new job in a totally different career field (which I love). I stood up as the maid of honor and watched my best friend marry the man of her dreams. And I've struggled with this disappointing feeling of discouragement and disconnection, all the while wondering what in the world was wrong with me; wondering what I'd done wrong. Thanks to my recently rediscovered friend Kevin and my all-time best friend Jesus I've realized that sometimes my fishbowl will be shaken and all I have to do is step back, stand in silence and watch the dust settle.
