Protective Power

One scary night taught me to count my blessings. It was late on a Friday night. Just before midnight, I went to the kitchen to get a hot beverage. Had I gone half an hour later, I could have been injured by a prowler seen in my yard. I count this as blessing number one.

Providentially, that same night I had put a thick green blanket over the window to keep the lights out so I could sleep better—an action that was highly unusual for me since it was much thicker than the cloth I usually place there. Therefore, when I heard the prowler late in the night at the back of the house close to my bedroom window, I knew that though the window was approximately 75 percent closed, the blanket offered added protection. Right then and there, I was comforted that God had already made a way of escape to ensure my safety from the enemy. I count this as blessing number two.

 I discovered blessing number three when I awoke the next morning only to realize that the mesh from one of my living room windows had been completely removed. So the prowler had had access to all the spaces between the metal bars on the window. I would not dare say that it was the bars that prevented him from coming inside the house because a metal cutter could have done the job. Rather, what I do sincerely believe is that the hand of God protected me and lifted up His standard against the enemy.

From a human perspective, it was challenging, initially, to cope with this intrusion, not knowing whether the prowler would return at a later date since he had already scanned the property. I thought of relocating, but, in the end, I stayed. It is only God that can provide the refuge that we desperately need.

 My dear sisters, whatever situations you find yourselves in on life’s journey, know that you are never alone. God already has a master plan and, yes, He has you covered.

Althea Y. Boxx