Devotions Archive Archive: 1999 | 2000 | 2001 | 2002 | 2003 | 2004 | 2005 | 2006 | 2007 | 2008 | 2009 | 2010 | 2011 | 2012 | 2013 | 2014 | 2015 | 2016 | 2017 | 2018 | 2019 | 2020 | 2021 | 2022 | 2023 | 2024 Search Archive Print This Article Rescue the perishing Tuesday, March 8, 2005 Psalm 46:1-4, 8-10 God is our refuge and strength,     an ever-present help in time of trouble. Therefore we will not fear,     though the earth give way,     and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,     though its waters roar and foam     and the mountains quake with their surging. There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God ... Come and see the works of the Lord,     the desolations he has brought on the earth. He breaks the bow and shatters the spear,     he burns the shields with fire. Be still, and know that I am God. Really, we are the desolators. We make war on each other, we kill and maim and destroy. None of us can do much creating, nor restoring, nor healing. That is God's work. We just do the destroying. So God destroys the destroyers. That's a good thing. That's good work he does, breaking the bows, shattering the spears, burning up the warehouse of shields and bombs and ammunition. Be still. Listen for the whispers of God. He makes all things new. He builds a new heaven and new earth. He created the earth and the sea and the sky. I just live in his house. And trash it regularly. Left to my own devices, I become nothing but a desolator, jealous of anyone else's knowledge/possession/power ... take my pick. I just shouldn't give myself much credit more than that. Listen. Be still. The gentle rush of Holy Spirit arrives to spring-clean my life. Feel it? Ugly jealousy gets sucked away, and all around me, like something sweet and soft on my skin, I feel hope. I know nothing. And yet God tells me to be still, and know. He is God and I am not. He is God. He will change me and make me whole. He loves me loves me loves me. O Father, how good it is to be held by you. "; Add      Edit    Delete