Rock

It’s been a tough week.  And we’re only few days into it.

My father is in a hospital in Philadelphia, and I’m 1200 miles away in West Palm Beach.  And it’s hard.  And I feel helpless and a little scared.  He’s showing signs of improvement, and I’ll be there in 2 days, but it’s still…hard.

Life is hard.  It always will be.  So I take a deep breath, and look for the promises I know are true.

“The Lord is my rock, and my fortress and my deliverer, my God, my strength, in Whom I will trust; my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.”            (Psalm 18:2)

Rock

Fortress

Deliverer

Strength

Shield

Horn

Stronghold

Those are powerful words. Words that remind me where to turn when I don’t feel so powerful, when I’m feeling helpless, when things start to feel a little shaky.

The Lord is my rock and my fortress.  What better place is there to be?

He only is my rock and my salvation; He is my defense; I shall not be greatly moved.  Psalm 62:2

I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress; My God, in Him will I trust”.  Psalm 91:2

The name of the Lord is a strong tower.  The righteous run into it and are safe.  Proverbs 18:10

Blessed be the Lord, my Rock, who trains my hands for the war and my fingers for the battle – my lovingkindness and my fortress, my high tower and my deliverer, my shield and the One in whom I take refuge.  Psalm 144:1-2