I’m bunkered down, hiding. The constant noise of incoming attacks proves deafening. I cover my ears and bury my face. I long to disappear, find a place where phones don’t ring, emails don’t ping and notifications don’t summon my attention.
The news always bad, the storm cloud always threatening. The stress mounts and I feel dizzy. I wrote a couple of weeks ago about being Washed Out & Waiting for the Rainbow. Honestly, I expected to quickly compose a post to tell how God swooped in and saved the day. I want to tell the world that God has already provided my rainbow in high-definition Technicolor. I want to.
Instead, I sit bunkered and under siege from stress and bad news. At every turn, I find my to-do list growing. In the midst, a loved one faces a biopsy, a much-needed vacation must be canceled, and our housing situation a mess. Every minute of every day scheduled.
The rainbow seems covered by storm clouds. I stand firm in my faith. God has brought us through rougher storms than this. In Jeremiah 1, the Lord says in verse 18:
“For see, today I have made you strong like a fortified city that cannot be captured, like an iron pillar or a
bronze wall.”
I may be under siege. You may be under siege, but take heart. God has made us strong. I can not be captured. I will not be captured. I know the rainbow will reveal its splendor in due time.
Ali Bragdon 