Last week’s back to school routine felt like a storm swept through our house. Up early. Rush to get laundry in the washer, kids up, lunches packed, etc. Out the door to drop the boys at school then home again to work … then heading out to pickup the carpool, finish work, fix supper, and try to get some writing done before falling into bed exhausted. Repeat.
A storm of responsibilities and pressures. A storm of insecurities as I wonder if I’m trying to juggle too many things. A storm of physical fatigue as my body adjusts to the new routine and I fight my seasonal allergies to all the ripening corn around here.
In the middle of the storm, I was reminded of a timely message at our church over a week ago. A message about solitude as a refuge that quiets my spirit. A place to huddle under the protective covering of my Heavenly Father and find peace. A position of security close enough to hear His heartbeat and regain my perspective.
As the Psalmist wrote: “Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, ‘He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.’ … He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.” (Psalms 91:1-2,4 NIV)
The rest of Psalms 91 talks of going forth into battle and trampling the enemy. So, perhaps by finding my refuge first, I gain the strength to face the world. Even a modern world filled with crazy traffic of school pick-up lines and looming work deadlines.
What about you? Are you facing a storm? Do you have a refuge? What was your reaction to seeing that picture of the birds? Longing? A chuckle?