Thief in the night

You think I am going to talk about the return of Jesus, but I am not. I am talking about a real thief that appeared in the night in our house a few days before Christmas and took several things. Burgled. Now here comes the point where you bite the bullet and you realise how much you don’t actually believe in forgiveness if its something that has happened against you. You sit awake in the middle of the night with anger on your heart and fear in your soul because you don’t want those feet of the thief trawling through your house while you sleep again. And you despise that thief for taking away not so much your things but more your peace and safety. Home can never be a refuge again and perhaps it never should have been and sleep was stolen not by crying babies or even bumps in the night but by little devils writing shadows on the walls and whispering fearful thoughts. Soon a climax is reached where you either break and crumble realising your weakness and such need for help or the fear breaks into a fever and clings to you forever more, allowing the little devils to continue using the nighttime as their playground for mischief.

It would be better to crumble to your knees then to allow those little devils to win. And in that crumbling you soon recognise that it’s not much that you don’t believe in forgiveness but that you need the forgiver more than life itself. Once that thought trembles past your lips you begin to see little specs of light, hope echoing ever so softly the wonderful words of “Perfect love casts out fear” and you welcome it, embrace it and are warmed by it. That thief may of broken into our house, took a few nights of sleep and some possessions, but they never took away the hope that remains in our soul, the true refuge and treasures above nor the joy that resides in our hearts because we know that there will be a time of no more tears and all fears will be cast out by perfect love. And we can echo this verse from “After the Storm” by Mumford and Sons:

“And there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.”


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