My Refuge
“Taste and see how good the LORD is; blessed the man who takes refuge in Him.”
This pandemic has kamikazed my normal rhythms of life - my sleep schedule, my prayer life, my healthy eating habits, my service to others, and my workouts are barely staying afloat. The allure of treating myself has never been more intense, and I’m struggling to keep my head (and my habits) above water.
Listen, I could consistently “treat myself,” but if I do that, I’m taking refuge in STUFF (sleep, shopping, food, TV, etc…) instead of Jesus. And I’m not wired for that. I’m wired to take refuge in Him. Those “treats” won’t fill me up; they’re treats. Treats, by definition, are not meant to sustain us. Only Christ can do that. Jesus is the only one who can make me whole.
We’re all longing for renewal.
We’re all longing for renewal, for a miracle, for this virus to die out, for no more death or destruction. And that renewal won’t come from another episode of Parks and Rec or another cookie - the renewal we seek can only come from above. The renewal we seek comes from the Spirit, and it’s only found when we seek refuge in Him.
Sisters, we all have seasons when it’s hard to choose prayer time. I’m there right now, but I need Him more than ever. I need the renewal that comes from seeking refuge in Christ, in the Holy Spirit, and in our Father - the God Almighty. So I’m setting my alarm clock for the right time right now. Tonight, I’m going to bed early, and I’m putting my bible somewhere that I can’t ignore it in the morning - because I’m determined to find my refuge in the right place.
Father,
Thank You for being a safe place for us. Thank You for being our refuge, our shelter, from the storms of life.
God, help us to keep our eyes on You. Help us to set aside our comforts and our “treats” so that we can receive our sustenance from You who are the bread life.
God, we love You. Bring us back into the fold of Your love and help us to find refuge there. Amen.