Password Protected

While sitting here dripping sweat after my workout (don't laugh, it's beginning to show), I realized that much of what we do in our lives becomes, for better or worse, an open book.

I remember reading on the Yahoo Answers last night the question of a sincere young girl who wanted to know how to avoid sin.

As I answered her question with the answers I have learned over the years, I felt like I was going through the process myself.

How much simpler would it be if our lives could be password protected against sin?

It dawned on me this morning as the early light streamed through the window that we CAN and ARE password protected.

Just by calling upon our Heavenly Father in the name of Jesus Christ during our moments of weakness and temptation, sorrow and distress, we CAN be password protected from the evil influences of the world we are compelled to live in.

I know that may sound simplistic, but sometimes getting all complicated and full of the technicalities of daily life is what puts us on the edge anyway. So why not back away from what we know caused our problems and instead do what we did when we were little and scared and just say a prayer?

Last night, I was having some issues trouble me. Some things had happened through the course of Sunday that just set me on edge and gave me not only pause to think but some serious reflection over my own past. I can't change what has already transpired! I don't know why that became a sleep preventing understanding, but it did.

And with my heart pounding as if I was about to die, I began to pray. Nothing fancy, no ornate words or phrases that would impress, just talking to My Father. Asking for what to do to make the scary feelings of inadequacy and shame of where I have failed go away for at least a while.

As if I was listening to a radio with an unseen hand adjusting the tuning towards various stations, music flooded my soul and as the different pieces came through my head, the thought came again and again "No, this is not the right one."

Finally, the overture to Handel's Messiah began to play. It was an instant calm in the storm of my emotions. Then another beautiful piece was brought to my mind and the new installment of peace was added on the previous layer of peace until sleep came.

I wish now that I could go back and tell that young girl that we can all learn to password protect ourselves from the influences of the world around us. That we can insulate ourselves from the cold and harsh treatment that is the worldly show of power and strength. And that we have the ability to rise above mere circumstance to find another place of spirit that cannot be touched by the stain of mortality.

Perhaps the Spirit will tell her these things from what I wrote to her from the beginning.

I don't know. But I do hope so.

We all need to feel like we are safe from the onslaught of the world. And only through our Father and His Son can that safety be brought to pass. Though we are not guaranteed safety of the body, we are offered a guarantee of safety of the spirit if we will just follow in Their Footsteps.

I hope that you find a place within your life that you can indeed come to a protection that defies the hackers who would destroy and that offers a level of encryption far surpassing the 126 bit rate that can be overcome.

Jesus Christ can heal the breaches, restore the lives and reclaim that which is lost in a way that makes beautiful that which had become darkened and corroded through the effects of sin.

How wonderful to know that I am protected and safe from the world that is evil by the security and safety offered by the Good Shepherd.