Yesterday was very much like the British weather… Wait 20 minutes and it changes. R and I swung between happiness and the shock of him being made redundant with no warning.
And I swing between calm faith that God has things is hand and blind panic.
But the truth of the matter is, He is eternal and his purposes are true, whatever the weather.
Like it says:
From the ends of the earth I call to you,
I call as my heart grows faint;
lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
3 For you have been my refuge,
a strong tower against the foe.
Psalm 61: 2-3
And that’s the long and short if it.
I was reminded of His faithfulness as I walked the dog yesterday, as creation has always been a place of refuge, a strong tower of his presence and love:
I am reminded that Jesus is the rock who is “higher than l”, and that as we look to him for all we need, he really is our stronghold.