Protected by Christ| Side B
Guarding my peace was the first step, but Side B shows me why that peace matters—because sometimes God’s protection looks like keeping us small.
When Jesus is at work in your life, criticism will come. Opposition will rise. I lost followers steadily as I began sharing more and more of my faith. At the time, I thought maybe I had made a mistake—that something was wrong with me. But now, I see it differently. Now, I wear my love for Jesus like a badge of honor.
If I am disliked for that—splendid! What a beautiful reason to be hated: because I love. And I will not stop. I will keep proclaiming it—Christ is King, Jesus saves! “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me” (John 14:6). He is the light and the way. I know without a shadow of a doubt that I am walking the right path—because He is coming back. As Jesus taught in the parable of the ten virgins (Matthew 25:1–13), we must keep the oil in our lamps and be ready, for the Bridegroom is near.
Growing Small
Writing and sharing here has been such a blessing. Since I started fabricthatmademe in 2017, I’ve grown as a writer in ways I never expected. Not just creatively, but constructively. I’ve learned how to balance structure with freedom—embracing the framework of good writing while still being fearless in expression. This journey has truly been a labor of love, a craft I am proud of and one I always want to return back to Christ. Along the way, I’ve connected with incredible writers and bloggers who have inspired me and challenged me to grow even more. “And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him” (Colossians 3:17).
And yet, I thought the site would have grown more by now. It’s still small. My following is small. Even my social media is tiny compared to most. For a long time, that discouraged me—I wondered if I was doing something wrong. But lately, I’ve started to see the smallness differently. Maybe it isn’t a setback at all. Maybe it’s God’s protection. When I began sharing more openly about my faith, the numbers dropped, and I knew that might happen. But what if that was God’s provision all along—shielding me from things I wasn’t meant to carry yet? “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord. “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts” (Isaiah 55:8–9).
Guarding Against Overload
I know myself. I absorb things deeply. Negative opinions, overwhelming demands, the pressure of expectations—it gets heavy. No one knows this better than God. And the truth is, I already deal with enough of that outside this space. Maybe God has kept me small to guard me from what a larger platform could bring.
We live in a world overloaded with distractions that pull us away from what truly matters in this short time we’re given here. Phones glued to our hands, endless scrolling, constant notifications—it’s a steady stream of voices telling us who to be, what to think, and how to live. It’s mind-numbing and exhausting. Instead of facing our own thoughts and hurts, we drown them out with someone else’s highlight reel or half-baked advice from a “TikTok therapist.” “Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it” (Proverbs 4:23).
But the real pain never leaves—it just gets buried. We push it down, ignore it, and avoid sitting in silence long enough to process it. Silence is uncomfortable. Stillness forces us to wrestle with what we’ve tried to hide. “Be still, and know that I am God” (Psalm 46:10). And yet, we distract ourselves again and again. If it’s not the constant companion of a phone calling for our attention, it’s work or something else pulling us away from our soul’s true purpose—the real things that bring meaning and joy.
It breaks my heart how disconnected we’ve become. We have lost our care for Christ and for each other. Just zombies wandering, lost. We wear masks, polish filters, and show facades—but behind the screen, so many are lonely. So many are hurting under all the fake. And it shows in the way we treat each other. No passion, no love, no Christ in their eyes. Their eyes look empty, lifeless. Even conversations feel shallow now, distracted by glowing screens instead of deep connection.
Oh Lord, how I pray for the lost out there. “For the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost” (Luke 19:10).
Sometimes I wonder: how many of us actually know what we think anymore, without an algorithm telling us?
Trusting God’s Timing
And yet, here in this little corner, I can be real. I can write humbly, as broken as I am, laugh through the pain, share my love for Christ, and hopefully remind someone else they’re not alone. Jesus loves you too. The glory is His, always. “But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness’” (2 Corinthians 12:9).
When I’ve had seasons of growth, when doors started opening, it almost felt like the attacks came faster and stronger. Opportunities would appear, and immediately the weight of criticism would follow and shake me. That’s why I’ve stopped forcing it, stopped twisting myself into changes just to make people like me. I trust God’s timing now. Where He wants me to go—that’s where I want to be. “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens” (Ecclesiastes 3:1).
“I will not look with approval on anything that is vile. I hate what faithless people do; I will have no part in it.”
— Psalm 101:3
“Turn my eyes away from worthless things; preserve my life according to your word.”
— Psalm 119:37
God has me right where He wants me—protected in the small things, growing under the shelter of His shade until the time is right. And that’s enough for me. Because whether big or small, I will continue to do the same thing: proclaim His name. Christ is King. He has changed my life, walked with me, and saved me—and I want that testimony to be shared.
Being a wife, a mother, and a human walking through this sometimes very cruel world, I know we all need someone to remind us: Heaven is real, and Jesus loves you. He has not forgotten you. I want to be that voice. I want you to know it’s okay to stumble—Jesus wants you even more in those moments. There is room at His table. Come, sit and eat. Rest in His love.
Some will tell you it isn’t real—but that’s their fear, because deep down they know the truth. Jesus’ power conquers all. “For everyone born of God overcomes the world. This is the victory that has overcome the world, even our faith” (1 John 5:4).
Closing | Boldly proclaim Jesus
The first part, in Side A, was about understanding what peace truly means for me—and that peace is Jesus. He is the filter for what I allow access to my life.
The second part, in Side B, is about a deep gratitude in my heart. It’s about knowing the Protector I have in my God, learning to fully trust Him, to give everything to Him, and to let the rest scatter away like the seeds of a dandelion in the wind.
He is there for me. Whether I live or die, I am in His arms. “For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain” (Philippians 1:21). And it is well with my soul.
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Sometimes God’s greatest protection looks like keeping us small. 🌿 Side B is my reminder to trust His timing, rest in His shade, and boldly proclaim that …
Christ is King.
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