To the choirmaster. Of the Sons of Korah.
According to Alamoth. A Song. God is our refuge and strength, a very present
help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear though the earth give way, though
the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and
foam, though the mountains tremble at its swelling. Selah. There is a river
whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy habitation of the Most High. God
is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved; God will help her when morning
dawns. The nations rage, the kingdoms totter; he utters his voice, the earth
melts. The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress. Selah (Psalm 46:1–7 ESV).
It has been said that confession is good for the soul. Perhaps today’s devotional will do so for me. There are many memories that have long been forgotten from my childhood; however, one continues to stick. We were living above our family meat market/grocery store in Galveston, Texas. I was always a fan of western themed television shows. It seemed like an exciting life as they rode and camped in the old west righting wrongs and protecting the weak and helpless. So, one day I decided to play “cowboy.” I was merely eight years old at the time, though that’s certainly old enough to know better than to do what I did. I pushed the couch and some chairs around enough to make a tent by throwing a blanket over the tops an leaving room underneath the blanket in a makeshift tent. I had my trusty Daisy BB gun for protection for the wiles of the outdoors and the only thing missing was a warm campfire. That’s where I went off the rails. I found a metal trash can, it was small enough, yet safe enough in my mind to build the fire in. Not having any wood to burn I though the daily newspaper would do. Crumpling the paper up in the trash can and lighting it afire it began to smoke… a lot! It wasn’t long before my dad came running in the room having smelled the smoke from beneath in the store. That turned out to be a painful learning experience on the pros and cons of building a campfire inside the house!
When I was asked “why?” I would do such
a dangerous thing, I simply said that I was trying to camp out like the Lone
Ranger and Tonto did. Well, that didn’t help. It is a bit funny how we try to
build forts today. We use financial security, homes, relationships with loved
ones, and many other things to produce a sense of security. However, God offers
us even more effective security and safety from the storms of life when pain
flashes through our hearts and crises rattle us to the bone. Like a great
comforter and yet stronger than a mighty fortress, our God invites us to take
shelter in him and to be protected by his love, which is gentle and yet
stronger than any force or calamity that may threaten.
Build your relationship with Him and He
will never fail you!







