My sacred spaces were invaded and vandalized from top to bottom. I felt violated and vulnerable because all of my personal belongings had been rummaged through by absolute strangers. It felt as if my safety or comfort had been forever compromised.
Ironically, I accidentally caught the thieves in my home during the process of the robbery. Upon returning from my Wednesday night bible study I saw one of the robbers tearing up my personal office as I drove into my garage. This image in itself gave me an unsettling and vulnerable feeling in my spirit.
After examining my posture and spine, my chiropractor asked me what had I been doing differently that cause my back to get so out of alignment and my muscles so inflammed. I explained to him I had actually changed my sleep position in the bed so that I could 1.) hear if any intruder entered my home and 2) grab a weapon located near my bed to assail an intruder within a moment's notice. Suddenly, I was always on guard.
Fear had disrupted my peace...
On one particular night my laptop computer was out of its' usual place and I became so fearful that I almost ran out of my house. However, I called a girlfriend and she sent her husband and boys over to walk through my home and property. Because of the growing "fear" my life had become a living hell!
For days I cried out to God, "Lord, I just can't do this alone. How am I suppose to protect my home and family from strange men all by myself? Lord, will you not send me my husband, a partner or some help?"
Up until that point I thought I would never feel safe in my home again unless I was protected by either 1.) a man, 2.) a gun and/or 3.) some fancy security system. However, at that very special moment while riding in my car God taught me that He alone is perfectly capable of protecting me.
NOW Psalm 27 has a radically new meaning for me
The Lord is my light and my salvation;
Whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the strength of my life;