"The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going."
~John 3:8 NIV
Maybe when people abandon you for no good reason (meaning (a) you did not do something to warrant that reaction and (b) they have not communicated to you anything clearly to make you think you have), it simply means the wind has moved on, and as a result, so do they. Consider it may never have been them in the first place what sought you out to bless you but God moving through them at the time. They probably never asked to be picked up and carted off by the whirlwind to places they otherwise would not have trod.
But even if the wind has stopped whistling through one vessel, it can find another.
The trick then seems to be to follow the wind, and not get attached to the hollow tubes it uses to speak through. Looking at things that way, it almost thinks it could survive.
Key word: almost.
In the past two weeks it has lost two people what had been very precious friends and it does not know why. We did not quarrel; it did not lash out or do anything vicious that it can remember nor even to which they have referenced. But one withdrew into silence altogether and another began suddenly behaving very passive-aggressively nasty to the point where daimonizomai could plainly see by the final unprovoked harsh & cutting comment it received from her that she seemed to want to cut contact -- so it acknowledged that and closed the door.
Why? It has no clue.
Maybe the wind just moved onto somewhere else.
~John 3:8 NIV
Maybe when people abandon you for no good reason (meaning (a) you did not do something to warrant that reaction and (b) they have not communicated to you anything clearly to make you think you have), it simply means the wind has moved on, and as a result, so do they. Consider it may never have been them in the first place what sought you out to bless you but God moving through them at the time. They probably never asked to be picked up and carted off by the whirlwind to places they otherwise would not have trod.
But even if the wind has stopped whistling through one vessel, it can find another.
The trick then seems to be to follow the wind, and not get attached to the hollow tubes it uses to speak through. Looking at things that way, it almost thinks it could survive.
Key word: almost.
In the past two weeks it has lost two people what had been very precious friends and it does not know why. We did not quarrel; it did not lash out or do anything vicious that it can remember nor even to which they have referenced. But one withdrew into silence altogether and another began suddenly behaving very passive-aggressively nasty to the point where daimonizomai could plainly see by the final unprovoked harsh & cutting comment it received from her that she seemed to want to cut contact -- so it acknowledged that and closed the door.
Why? It has no clue.
Maybe the wind just moved onto somewhere else.
