When things get too hectic, where do you go? Do you have a special getaway place to de-stress?
David trusted God to be his go-to place. And so can we.
When we feel exposed to the bitter winds of life, God throws a blanket over us. When we’re turned around with nowhere to run, He takes us in as family into His own dwelling. He raises us up so high that we’re out of reach of our enemies. No wonder David wanted to stay in the Lord’s presence all the days of his life (Psalm 27:4).
Use these assurances from God when you need to unwind this week from a hectic Christmas season.
Whether you’re memorizing with us or just reading along, may you find rest in the God you see in Psalm 27; He’s the same God today.
“For he will hide me in his shelter in the day of trouble; he will conceal me under the cover of his tent; he will lift me high upon a rock.”
Psalm 27:5
Andrew Budek-Schmeisser says
I’d say that my go-to place is duty, the understanding that God expects a certain standard of performance and behaviour from me – and that it is largely within my control.
I can choose to uphold honour, decency, and fair play in my deportment – or not. I can blame my failings on others, on circumstance – but God reminds me that these failings are my own, and that He expects my best.
Lisa says
I’m guessing you have a type-A personality, Andrew? I have an awesome friend who was in Special Forces and if he were a writer, I could see him writing much like you. He’s the kind of guy that we could go to when we wanted something done well and promptly. Trustworthy and fair. Just be sure to leave room for God to lavish his grace on you too because that’s his pleasure. :)
Andrew Budek-Schmeisser says
I am honored!
I do try to leave room for God to work, but I’m afraid that when I get to Heaven there will be a LOT I will have to take in hand and reorganize.
And Type A…hmm. I’ve told Barbara that what I consider a medical emergency i s sucking chest that I can’t keep plugged while continuing to use my personal weapon. Does that count?
Lisa notes... says
Yes, that definitely counts as Type A. ha. My friend Graham (mentioned above) taught us first aid before we went to El Salvador a few years back on a mission trip, and the most memorable lesson to me was how to deal with a sucking chest wound. Yep, I’ll find you and Graham in a planning session with God when I get to heaven. :)