Home Sweet Home
Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, “He is my refuge and my fortress” (Psalm 91:1, 2).
Scripture: Psalm 91:1-8,11-16
Song: “Happy the Home When God Is There”
As children we long for a special hiding place. Mine was blankets over chair backs. Our children transformed large cardboard boxes into their hideaway. Then came the grandkids’ multi-level tree house. Impressive! Yet ultimately it too proved to be but a temporary retreat.
The psalmist identified a far better, permanent solution. A place free of fears, impervious to danger, and guarded by angels. Almost too good to believe, yet nonetheless available. And oh, so desperately needed.
Time passes. Life happens and we find ourselves once again looking for a place to hide. Only now those things we’re attempting to escape are real—pressures to succeed and provide, fear of failure. Discontentment. Discouragement. Rare is that person, worldly status aside, who doesn’t ultimately experience the need for a safe haven. The psalmist found it.
What we so desperately seek has been there all along. If we simply and finally redirect our search away from things of this world and look instead to our one true God, we are promised admittance. “Come on in. I’ve been waiting for you.”
Search over. Home at last. Alleluia! Amen!
Lord, for so long, I looked in all the wrong places for what only You can provide. And yet, when I finally sought You out, there You were welcoming me with open arms. May I dwell in Your presence from now throughout eternity. In Christ, amen.