“The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.” Psalm 18 v2
In our own worlds come endless challenges, offered to be fixed by endless words which become as the sound of cymbals clanging together. In the ‘cul-de-sac’ of circumstances it is good to realize the one way out is the way we got where we are today.
In the ‘labrinth’ of life, seeds are planted which brings beauty with the grass and flowers growing as we travel the circles. A tall blade of grass grows to it’s highest potential with seeds topping it out, only to fall to the ground and start new life. Our shadow covers where the seeds could fall.
Lord, I thank you for this day. I pray for the strength not to be controlled by anything of this world, either lawful or not. Our health is in you, our faith is in you.
Even among the confusion that is set in by so many, I thank you for the rock to stand on. I thank you for the refuge provided, I thank you that you can bring the confusion to an end, I thank you that you are my God in where my strength comes from. I thank you.
To trust the Lord. I bow before you. Amen