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)
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