“When I said, ‘My foot is slipping,’ your love, O LORD, supported me….
But the LORD has become my fortress, and my God the rock in whom I take refuge.”
Hurricane Isabel severely damaged our house in 2003. The cooling shade trees of our thickly-wooded subdivision quickly snapped and uprooted, resulting in months of expense and repair. Our family shelter simply couldn’t withstand the forceful winds and rain. Whatever the situation is that compromises our comfort—when our diagnosis is terminal, when our career is interrupted, when our friends disappoint us—God is the only rock in whom we can take refuge.
Attempts to find security in health and financial resources, or in a good name and occupation, will prove to be unsustainable. Yet God sustains us with His love and provision when we completely trust Him. His resources are spiritual, and His eternal strength is no match for the fleeting and flimsy props that we hope will give us happiness.
Psalm 94:18-19 tells us that God’s love supports us when our footing gives way, and His joy consoles us when we are paralyzed by anxiety. In Christ, our ultimate fortress, we no longer chase after unsteady, collapsible props.
“Unless the Lord had given me help,
I would soon have dwelt
in the silence of death.”