Time and time again, waves hit. Sometimes they’re waves of grief. Sometimes they’re waves of circumstance. Sometimes they’re waves of emotion. Yet again, I have found myself with a tidal wave of emotion – painful emotions.
Although I’m developing skills to cope, it’s still a struggle.
So, this morning I had to force myself to get up. I had to force myself to drink my coffee. I had to force myself to open my Bible. When I did, I was glad. I opened my Bible at Psalm 57. Verses 1-3 says, “Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me, for in you my soul takes refuge. I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings until the disaster has passed. I cry out to God Most High, to God, who fulfills his purpose for me. He sends from heaven and saves me, rebuking those who hotly pursue me; God sends his love and his faithfulness.”
I realised that my best bet was to take refuge with Abba, while I wait for the waves to calm and the storm to pass. So, that’s exactly what I intend to do.