This morning, I wrapped myself in a blanket and went outside to sit in the morning chill with my coffee and my Bible. As I settled into my chair, the words from Proverbs 18:10 spontaneously settled into my mind: The name of the LORD is a strong tower; The righteous runs into it and is safe.
Honestly, I resisted for a moment. I recognized this tone in the Father’s voice. It was a warning. Something was going to challenge me. My heart was still and at peace; yet I knew the Lord was preemptively reminding me of His strength, to fortify me for coming trouble. I did not want my morning peace disturbed, yet I allowed these words of proactive comfort to take root in me, because God had carefully provided them.
It is ironic to me that I was so buzzed yesterday concerning my life, because later in the day, I began experiencing a deluge of pain in my spirit. I am humbled to confess how black and empty the darkness is today, the agony I am in. If I have any one Achilles heel, it is fear of mediocrity. Of all my weakness, that one is well-able to manipulate and break apart my mind.
That is the voice I hear today, and though I know it isn’t true or real, it is the boggart in the box. *And if you don’t watch Harry Potter, I’m sorry, that’s the best I can do.
Today I can’t really talk on video, so I played. And this tune doesn’t have words but it does, sort of…something like Here in the middle…when you’re in the middle…when you’re in the breaking… I am here, I am here…
Want to see what Prov 18:10 says in TPT? The character of God is a tower of strength, for the lovers of God delight to run into his heart
and be exalted on high.
God, be my strong tower. Keep me safe. Help me stand…