How Big Is Your Thumbnail?
- 2carryongrace
- Aug 10, 2020
- 2 min read
These are the pictures that popped up today and I felt a chill go down my spine. I had always said I never wanted to live in Ashland again, well you know what happens when you use that word “never”, it is bound to happen. Ashland, to me, was a big town, someplace not safe. I was used to village living. I remember this morning so clearly 3 years ago. I was out walking around the pool talking with God. I looked at the latched fence and God nudged me to go push on it... it swung right open even though it appeared latched from the inside. This was a time when almost daily our home was being vandalized or messed with in some way but the police could never figure out how, it was locked up right. Then we saw this, the marks on the metal evidence of how often someone was opening and closing it to make it appear still locked and untouched.
The last picture was our sliding glass door handle that we came home and from it pulled apart. Yes, they were even getting inside our home. The police said it was someone trying to jerk it open with the bar wedged in for protection jerked it so hard it broke the handle. We lived like this for months... in complete fear... now looking back I realize that even though I was walking and talking with God I wasn’t giving Him my fear, I wasn’t trusting in Him to protect us. Oh how that must have hurt Him after everything He has done for us and continues to do... I continued to walk in fear until just recently, more on that later. I have had to repent and ask God for my forgiveness in not believing in Him and trusting Him.
No, they never caught who did this. No, the cameras never got hung. Reality is the fear froze me... I will never forget Todd White saying “it only takes an opening the size of your thumbnail for the enemy to get it”... what are you letting in your life today that is stealing your joy? Robbing you of who God created you to be?

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