I can think of a few things that might.
- Loss of a spouse
- Loss of a parent
- Loss of a child
- Loss of a job
- Loss of a home
So far, everything I have written is about loss, but sometimes what ‘rattles’ (or attacks) our faith is not loss, but success.
Yes. Success. For example…
Tyre has built herself a stronghold; she has heaped up silver like dust, and gold like the dirt of the streets. Zechariah 9: 3
What does Tyre have to do with success?
It was a wealthy nation, it was the capital of Phoenicia, and. the seat of enormous wealth and power-
The commerce of the ancient world was gathered into the warehouses of Tyre.
“Tyrian merchants were the first who ventured to navigate the Mediterranean waters; and they founded their colonies on the coasts and neighbouring islands of the Aegean Sea, in Greece, on the northern coast of Africa, at Carthage and other places, in Sicily and Corsica, in Spain at Tartessus, and even beyond the pillars of Hercules at Gadeira (Cádiz)”
The city of Tyre was particularly known for the production of a rare and extraordinarily expensive sort of purple dye, produced from the murex shellfish, known as Tyrian purple. This color was, in many cultures of ancient times, reserved for the use of royalty, or at least nobility. Source Wikipedia
What happened to Tyre that I use it as an example? Read about it here…
When things go well, whether for a country, or a person, it is all too easy to rush on, thinking it is our wisdom that is giving us success. Who has given us the mind, or the skill in the first place? In our vanity, it is easy to think it is OUR talents that have brought us success.
Perhaps, we rush so far ahead of God that it takes a while before we notice we are on our own.
Life without a loved husband or wife is devastating… then lonely
Life without a parent is a different kind of grief, but very hard to bear.
Life after losing a child – well, in that loss we lose future as well as the present.
Losing a home… well, fill in your own blanks.
But finding yourself alone after you’ve run so far ahead of God, must be the worst.
The scary thing is sometimes it is too far to even feel the pain of loss.
I have lost the things I listed at the start of this post, my spouse, a child, a parent and changed countries, not simply lost a home.
The one steady anchor in my life is God.
I hope it is yours.
If He is not, look for Him. One day you will meet Him
I write this out of concern. Our fast-paced world either sucks us in – or leaves us lonely. We need God as our anchor, as our friend.