Tuesday, October 22, 2019

A Troubled Heart



It rained. All of heaven swept down upon him. He stepped inside for shelter from the onslaught. His homemade covering was little protection. He was just a small boy carrying a shield of his own making. It was held together 
with what he could find in the world around him. It was 
frail. Temporary. Flimsy. He needed something stronger.

The Cathedral was gold, inside and out. Also flimsy. Also temporary. It was made of the world around them, though it was beautiful. They needed something stronger.

And there it was, surrounding them, a temple of the brotherhood of man. This one was not made of the things of this world, but the things of God. 

The whole place was armor. A golden shield like his, made of the people who worshiped there and everywhere, a weapon that brings life not death. His heart wasn't troubled anymore, though he stood in the open for all the world to see and the rain still came down. It couldn't touch him.

22 comments:

  1. The importance of Christian fellowship, the shield of faith... Your lovely story says a lot, Sandi:)

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  2. I like this! Our church is not really the building, but the people. Where two or more of you are gathered, there am I!

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  3. Psalm 3:3 English Standard Version (ESV)
    3 But you, O Lord, are a shield about me,
    my glory, and the lifter of my head.

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  4. So beautifully written and gives you a comfort for your soul and heart!

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  5. Oh this is one of those deep blogs I see. Thought provoking. ☺️

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  6. I love your stories, they are profound.

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  7. the last line made my eyes teary dear Sandi !
    you have mastery over your expressions ,so well said

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  8. This is beautifully moving, Sandi. Loved it!
    Blessings!

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  9. Thank you Sandi. Blessings, xoxo, Susie

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  10. Belíssimo texto, Sandi! Parabéns! Deus é amor! Então: Deus seja louvado! Grande abraço! Laerte.

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  11. You write powerful and lovely stories, Sandi, pieces that always make me think!

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