God is my fortress, but unless I spend time in His Word I may as well stand outside and stare at the fortress walls.

David shuffled along while we walked Blue this afternoon, arm locked in mine to offer him balance. His countenance was dim today. His shoulders stooped, brows furrowed.

Dementia is taking its toll and slowly taking my soulmate.

But a beautiful thing happened while we walked — a shining example of God’s tender watchcare during this extremely difficult season …

His dwelling place — a fortress against the works of the enemy.

The wind picked up, causing me to look toward the heavens.

I realized that, although we were walking in sunshine, we were completely enclosed in a circle of dark, ominous storm clouds.

We were surrounded by darkness, yet walking with the warmth of sunlight upon our shoulders.

Isn’t that just like the Lord?

I thought of His dwelling place — that place of refuge. A fortress against the works of the enemy.

A place where I am saved from my fears.

“He who dwells in the Secret Place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, ‘He is my refuge and my fortress; My God, in Him I will trust.” ~ Psalm 91:1-2


God is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in Him I will trust!

In His Presence is fullness of joy.

In His Presence is safety from all of life’s harms.

In His Presence is the peace that passes all understanding.

In His Presence …

But we must dwell there. Set up camp. Be ever-mindful of His abiding presence.

We must draw near to Him in thought and conversation. We must thirst after His Word like a thirsty traveler laps up water when crossing the dry and barren desert.

And when we do, the storm clouds can billow all they want, but we will still walk in the Light of Christ where the darkness of fear and sorrow must flee.

Dear One, this is my prayer for you, too — that you will find safety in Him. He is El Roi, the God who sees you and knows all about it.

And He cares.

He cares enough to allow His Son to die for us so that we might know Him — so that we might come before Him boldly and dwell there with Him in the heavenly places.

God is my refuge and my fortress; My God, in Him I will trust!

I hope you’ll do the same.

Selah

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Sweet blessings to you,

NAN