My tendency is to run when problems surface. A misunderstanding with my beloved husband sends me running in tears behind locked doors. A confrontation with a friend sends me into hiding for a month. Instead of facing life and it's problems, I run for cover.
I need to learn or continually relearn that I don't need to face difficulties on my own. God is there. He is my high tower in the war, my Rock in the raging storm. I need to run no further than my knees for all the assistance and protection I could ever desire.
Thank you, Heavenly Father, for always being there for me, for being my Rock and my Strong Tower, for being my everything, in Jesus name, Amen.
by KDW
Published in
Secret Place
do not ignore my plea;
PS 55:2 hear me and answer me.
My thoughts trouble me and I am distraught
PS 55:3 at the voice of the enemy,
at the stares of the wicked;
for they bring down suffering upon me
and revile me in their anger.
PS 55:4 My heart is in anguish within me;
the terrors of death assail me.
PS 55:5 Fear and trembling have beset me;
horror has overwhelmed me.
PS 55:6 I said, "Oh, that I had the wings of a dove!
I would fly away and be at rest--
PS 55:7 I would flee far away
and stay in the desert; (Sela)
PS 55:8 I would hurry to my place of shelter,
far from the tempest and storm."