🌪 The Shaking That Set Me Free: When God Undoes What Can’t Hold You

becomingherministr
Jul 31
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By Cee | Her Milk and Honey

“I’m not shaking you to break you. I’m shaking everything that can’t hold you anymore.”

I was meant to post this months ago. I didn’t.

But the weight of this word hasn’t lifted. So here it is — raw, unfolding, and full of grace for anyone who’s been trembling beneath the surface.

Because maybe what’s shaking in your life right now isn’t meant to destroy you.

Maybe it’s meant to free you.

The Unseen Shaking

A shaking came.

It didn’t look like a storm.

It looked like confrontation.

Exposure.

Old wounds resurfacing.

Places in me I thought were healed… suddenly undone.

But God whispered:

“I’m not shaking you to break you. I’m shaking everything that can’t hold you anymore.”

At first, I didn’t understand what was happening. I could still “do the thing” — love people, show up, serve. But under the surface? I was numb. Emotionally checked out. Protecting parts of my heart that had gone quiet, tired, and unseen.

And then came the unexpected confrontation with loved ones. It hit a part of me I wasn’t ready for.

Not because of what was said — but because of what it touched in me.

Wounds I hadn’t named. Approval I hadn’t surrendered. Words I had unknowingly let shape my identity.

It didn’t make me fall apart on the outside. But inside? I was trembling.

Everything I thought I was sure of felt shaky.

And yet, in the middle of that shaking… God came close.

He whispered again.

“I’m not shaking you to destroy you. I’m shaking off what cannot stay.”

The Dream: A Tower, a Room, and an Invitation

Around that time, I had a dream. One I haven’t been able to shake.

I was in a tall, solid tower — safe and high above the chaos. People began laying mattresses down. At first, I assumed they were for rest.

But no — the mattresses were for intercession.

We were being positioned to kneel.

To pray.

And as we knelt — the walls disappeared.

Suddenly, we could see… far and wide. With heavenly perspective. There was peace, clarity, and divine vision. A sense that we weren’t just preparing for rest — we were preparing to war in the Spirit.

Then the dream shifted…

Everyone left with expectancy, ready to return at midnight. I came back first — with people I didn’t know. I led them through the tower and into a room I called the “Intercessory Room.”

Oddly, it looked more like an industrial laundry room… but this stuck with me:

People came in from the street.

Worn out. Stripped down.

Carrying the weight of life.

And we?

We clothed them.

No judgment. No shame. Just clean garments in our hands.

We weren’t covering them in our strength — it was God moving through us.

The Enemy’s Distraction

Just when I thought it was over, the dream took another turn.

I was walking confidently on a beam — leading, focused — when I heard a loud, mocking laugh.

It wasn’t human.

It was demonic.

And it threw me off balance. I fell.

Even after waking, I felt that same motion in my body.

It shook me.

I asked God, “What caused the fall?”

His answer came softly:

“It wasn’t the walk. It wasn’t the storm. It was the distraction.”

The mocking voice.

It wasn’t an attack in the way we expect — it was mockery.

Noise.

Lies meant to shake my focus.

God began to show me the areas in my life that had been built on fragile foundations. And step by step, He started teaching me how to rebuild.

Brick by brick.

Promise by promise.

Word by Word.

The Foundation That Cannot Be Shaken

“Everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock.”— Matthew 7:24 NIV

God’s been anchoring me again — not in people’s praise or platforms — but in His Word alone.

Because the loudest voice of the enemy isn’t always accusation.

Sometimes, it’s distraction.

Mockery.

A laugh.

But truth?

Truth holds when lies can’t.

And this shaking I’ve been walking through — it hasn’t been punishment. It’s been preparation.

God isn’t breaking me.

He’s rebuilding me.

The Invitation in the Shaking

If you’re reading this and your life feels like it’s trembling beneath the surface…

I want you to know:

You’re not failing.

You’re not being punished.

You’re being invited.

Invited into deeper dependence.

Into unshakable identity.

Into intimacy with the One who cannot be moved.

And maybe… just maybe… the shaking isn’t a sign you’re losing ground.

Maybe it’s a sign that you’re being positioned.

To carry peace.

To clothe others.

To stand on truth.

To be rebuilt for something eternal.

So if things are being stripped away, undone, or exposed — let it happen. Let Him shake off what can’t stay. Because what He’s building in its place? It will last.

You’re not just going to survive the shaking.

You’re going to stand.

Healed. Whole. Rooted. Ready.