by Carolyn Hope
As the sun rises over the mountains, I approach a tall tower. It’s still in the distance, but steadily I make my way toward it. I am aware of the lion stalking me in the nearby greenery; yet I feel no fear. If he charges after me, his feet will stumble. He’ll only end up with a bruised nose and a broken pride.
This land is covered with bandits, but they will not touch me. If they should attack me, my courage will remain.
I go to ask my God for only one thing: that I may abide in His tower, where I may be with Him. There I will find safety. There will be my security and refuge. There, protected and confident, I will pay no heed to the enemies that come against us. No, for I will be too busy praising my Lord and giving Him all my heart!
I knock on the tower door. Will He answer?
“Lord, You have always been good to me. You have always helped me when I had a need. Please, don’t turn me away! Don’t close the door to me! I’m relying on You and You alone.”
If I were to knock on my parent’s home, would they turn me away? Certainly not. Yet, even if they did, my God wouldn’t. No, He will never turn me away.
“I’m here, Lord. Teach me strategy. Show me how to live and walk in a world full of enemies. They observe my every move, waiting to pounce at just the right moment. Don’t let them catch me. They breathe lies and formulate threats to intimidate me.”
I am not intimidated; rather, I am fearless. I know that my God will be good to me. In this life, here in this place, I expect His goodness to come.
So I will wait with patience and bravery. My heart will take courage. I wait for my God to come.Like what you've read? Receive free email updates from The Voice Online: Subscribe