The Vultures Are Circling

Life can seem pretty perfect at times. Everything is trundling along just as it should be and we are enveloped in the comforting glow of permanent sunshine. We are in love and loved. We are healthy and bursting with positivity for the future. We have big plans and bigger dreams. Our family form a protective circle around us. Nobody is missing. Everything is as it should be.

Our friends are genuine, loyal and ever present. They are there for us, just as we are for them. They are selfless and attentive, responding to our needs and concerns as we do theirs. They are relationships based on trust and equality. There is no Judas in the room, no silent assassin the shadows waiting to lunge forward and slide a dagger of deceit between our ribs. Piercing organs, tasting death.

We are physically and mentally strong. We fear nothing. The demons within us are silent for they have been conquered and vanquished. Where once they were sovereign and many they are now scattered and few. They skulk in the shadows of our psyche, licking their wounds and dreaming of times when they wreaked havoc and rampaged through our consciousness, hellbent on destroying everything we held sacred.

We are confident and comfortable as we stand on the ramparts and look out across the plain. We see no dangers on the horizon, no dust clouds to indicate an approaching enemy. Our defences are high and strong. We raise our faces to the blue skies above and let the sun caress our skin. Yes, life is perfect. For we have made it that way through our blood, sweat and tears. We have built this sanctuary with our own hands. We deserve no less.

But suddenly something catches our attention high above. The tiniest of specks. Just the one…no wait…two….three. Silently circling our citadel of calm. Circling. Waiting. For the inevitable storm is coming. It could arrive in the dead of night when the phone rings unexpectedly. Or it may be more subtle and innocuous. An innocent text message, a conversation, a glance. That is when they will swoop from above.

When they do it will be sudden and brutal. They will take no prisoners and they will show no mercy. Their goal is a simple one – your complete and utter destruction. They will butcher everything and everyone you once held precious until the streets are awash with blood and the cries of the desperate are silenced. Then they will turn and laugh in your face. For you knew nothing after all. You are broken and beaten, your fortress lying in ruins around you.

Rain or shine, they are always there. Our hovering harbingers. Their eyes miss nothing, they are ever vigilant. Their patience is immeasurable. Waiting, always waiting. For the slightest chink in your armour, the tiniest gap in your defences. And when that first breach is made they will flood through with an unprecedented fury, slaying all those foolish enough to stand in their path.

So use these days wisely. When all around you seems serene never let your guard down. Never become complacent, never relax. For that is all they require. One lapse, one slip, one moment of madness. Then you will look to the skies above and watch helplessly as your carefully constructed world implodes around you. Their joy is your devastation. The vultures are coming….

How are your defences today? Do they require bolstering?

Are you aware of vultures circling above in your life?

17 thoughts on “The Vultures Are Circling

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  1. Very well put! Especially this part : “So use these days wisely. When all around you seems serene never let your guard down. Never become complacent, never relax. For that is all they require. One lapse, one slip, one moment of madness”

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  2. Well written! Drew me in right away. Vultures have a sense of things. If I begin to think as though I arrived in the sunshine on my own merits, they know somehow that it is yet only early dawn and the heat of the waterless desert awaits…

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  3. Beautifully written, and anointed! A perfect visual of the enemy who “lurks around waiting for whom he may devour.” Good wake up call. Going to make sure my armor is on tight today. Thank you 🙏🏻💕🙏🏻

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  4. Amazing! I remember the Turkey buzzards circling in Kentucky when i was down there. Quite a sight. You brought me back to that place where i was in a dark place spiritually and God lifted me out by His grace. Yiu brought me back there and I loved it!

    Be blessed

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  5. Very much so… just yesterday not one but two separate comments with good intention from two very good people sent me swirling into my shadow of self conscious shame. Why do I let things like this throw me off course? Why am I now focusing on what is wrong with me rather than on all the good things that are happening? Because fear and shame are easier places to retreat to than boldness and confidence. Praying for God’s steadying presence to guide me back into the light.

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  6. Very true, there are always those in the wings waiting to destroy and tear down, and it was so positive and upbeat in the beginning of the post. But always be aware of the others. Not all are as nice as one would like to believe.
    Thanks for checking out a few recent posts. I’m glad you enjoyed them.

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