Those who live in the Shelter of the Most High will find rest in the Shadow of The Almighty.
this I declare about The Lord He Alone is my refuge, my place of safety;
he is My God and I trust Him.”
I so long for these words to be my mantra, my banner, the prayer cloth under which I abide. I so long to fully trust God, but I find it a hard task. It is not that I have found The Lord wanting in any way, quite the contrary. I truly have always found Him to be faithful to His promises and His Word. I think it is that I am just spiritually lazy sometimes. I don’t want the trials and tribulations, the struggles and the hardships, the ups and downs. I think I just want the enemy to leave me alone, and he will, if I just stop declaring the truth about God’s character. But I will not stop. God is too wonderful, too amazing, too precious a treasure, to keep to myself. He’s the only inspiration, truly, in all of life. The grass does wither, the flowers do fade, but God…..He is awe-inspiring. Sometimes I wonder if I am so lazy because of Spiritual exhaustion, not from doing anything, but just kicking up dust. I don’t know how to rest in the Shadow of the Almighty. These verses point me to the truth, I must abide in His Shelter, I must dwell there, I must live there. Hebrews 4 tells us that those who came before us, did not enter God’s rest because of unbelief. It’s a vicious cycle. I waver under the weight of worry, I waver in my trust of God, I kick up a cloud of spiritual chaos; and then I wonder why I’m so exhausted.
FatherGod, You have always been faithful, it is I who have created this vicious cycle within myself. I confess this before You now, and I ask You to remove this chaos from within, and remove me from this chaos. Please teach me what it truly means to abide in You, in Your Shadow. Then I will find rest. I truly believe that You alone are my refuge, my place of safety. Help me to run into You and stay there, as my home. Jesus says to me, “Abide in my love.” I believe this is the Shadow, Your Love. Your perfect love casts fear out, I must relinquish all rights to myself. Lord, I’m sorry I have made You pry open my hands, so that I would let go of what cannot save me, and turn to the God who can. I release my grip, I loosen the spiritual purse strings, that keep me clinging to what is rusty and corrupting within the sweat of my grip. I open myself up to You as fully as I know how to right now. Take me the rest of the way, Jesus. I do believe, Help my unbelief. Amen and Amen