My
salvation and my honor depend on God;
he
is my mighty rock, my refuge.
Trust
in him at all times, O people;
pour
out your hearts to him,
for
God is our refuge.
Psalm 62:7-8 NIV
Life oozes craziness. What should be
called evil is applauded by society as good. People who speak God’s truth are
labeled bigots and haters. Those who falsely believe God does not exist try to
wipe out any public reminder of our Risen Lord. Some days we desire to hide
from the outside world; to take refuge from evil.
Often our efforts for God appear
thwarted by those working to discredit Christians. Once you make a public
profession of faith in Christ, many expect you to be perfect. When you are not,
others label you hypocrite, and you might
feel the word flashing across your forehead like the scarlet letter around the
neck of Hester Prynne in Nathaniel Hawthorn’s classic tale of sin, repentance
and a struggle for dignity.
Fortunately, we have a refuge. His name is
Jehovah. He is I AM—a shelter we can run to, a rock we can stand on and a
refuge in the time of small irritations and great difficulty.
My salvation depends on God. My honor
depends on God. My steadfast hope depends on God. Just as He cares for the
lilies of the field and the beasts of the wild, He cares for you and me.
So the next time the nightly news makes
you want to duck and run or your act of godliness is proclaimed bigoted and
hateful and you need a shelter from life’s storm, REMEMBER our God—Creator of heaven and earth—our Salvation—our
Mighty Rock, and run to Him.
Surely our God, who cares for the wild
animals roaming free on our mountain tops and the microscopic plants dotting
the hillsides, cares for His children. God is our refuge. Trust Him. Run to
Him.
©
Joyce Powell
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