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Psalm 62:5-7 (TPT)

I am standing in absolute stillness, silent before the one I love,
waiting as long as it takes for him to rescue me.
Only God is my Savior, and he will not fail me.
For he alone is my safe place.
His wrap-around presence always protects me
as my champion defender.
There’s no risk of failure with God!
So why would I let worry paralyze me,
even when troubles multiply around me?
God’s glory is all around me!
His wrap-around presence is all I need,
for the Lord is my Savior, my hero, and my life-giving strength.

 

This week has brought me back again to the very simple place of being loved by my heavenly Father.  I find I come back to "His wrap-around presence" when my heart is crushed by a disappointment, a loss, an unanswered request, a broken trust, an unspoken fear.  The hurt I feel the deepest surfaces when walking with a woman who has come into my path to share her hurt and need and I so desperately want to meet it; but I am helpless to choose the path and response she has to the offers and opportunity for a safe place and support.  I so quickly begin to expect my way and what I think is best for her to come to pass but often must only offer, pray and wait.  My job is to share the heart and love of Jesus and to embody this safe place of trust and rest.  I run back to His presence with questions, fears and anger and find myself in silence, resting in His presence with the assurance that He is at work; that He has a plan; that He is "all I need."

I desperately want the one He has brought to my path to know this and experience this as well but it cannot be forced, it is not mine to choose the how and the when, nor the response.  The discouragement of seeing someone continually go back to what appears to be hurtul, unredeemed and abusive melts away in His presence when His heart beats with mine in compassion, love and anguish over how we run from Him, push Him away and try so desperately to do things on our own. His love overshadows me, His promises that all injustice, violence and evil are no match to His love, mercy and grace and that just as He pursued me over years and through hard soil so He will do for each one. He gives me the strength and courage to press in to ask again for the life of the one in front of me; to hear the story of devastation and loss and to listen for His leading and timing in my part. He gives me the assurance that standing in my place, sharing His love and choosing to trust is not failure even when it feels like I have not done enough.

 

May you believe along with me and know for yourself that.

The Lord is my Savior, my hero, and my life-giving strength.