“The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my shield and the horn (strength) of my salvation, my stronghold.” (Psalm 18:2, NKJV)
Jesus is my solid footing. He is where I hide when life feels like an assault and my hopes and plans crumble. He delivers me from harm, harm that I see coming and no doubt harm that I will never know about.
Jesus is my God, the One that I worship. He gives me strength when I feel weak, strength when I feel strong, and strength when I don’t feel anything at all. No matter the challenges, He supplies all that I need.
He protects my spiritual life, my heart, the way I think. He puts Himself between me and the lies of Satan, shielding me from anything that might destroy my faith. When the liar comes with accusations, He answers his questions; “Who do you think you are to be a Christian?” “What makes you think God loves you?” “There, you did it again!” Jesus meets all his flaming arrows with a simple, “I died for her; she is mine.”
In Jesus I stand sure of one thing: God loves me and I belong to Him. In Jesus I am fortified against fear and doubt. Nothing can touch me unless He allows it.
Being in this safe place has an oddity about it. I sometimes feel almost guilty at being so loved and protected. I know myself. I’ve done nothing to deserve the privileges of being a child of God. Being in this place is a total gift. What do I do about that? How can I say thanks — a mere word? How can I repay? Impossible! The most eloquent words, the deepest sacrificial acts of obedience — all are inadequate. Salvation is not and has never been about me. It is about Jesus.
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