Last week was a full one. I had the privilege of companioning several individuals who hungered for more of the abundant life that Jesus died to give us. In prayer, we went to places of hard questions, difficult memories and confusing outcomes.
God was gracious. He led us and gave clarity to confusion and comfort in the difficult memories.
Then one night I woke from a terrible dream. It was bad!
Here's what I prayed in that 2:00a.m. moment:
In the morning, the lyrics to an old hymn was my prayer for the day:
Fortress of my life, hear me when I cry.
You're my sole defense when
I come against the mighty foe.
Safe from arrows in their flight.
Safe from terrors in the night.
Safe in you I'll win this fight.
You're the fortress of my life.
Lord God, you are indeed our fortress and our strong tower.
In you, Lord, I have taken refuge;
let me never be put to shame;
deliver me in your righteousness.
Turn your ear to me,
come quickly to my rescue;
be my rock of refuge,
a strong fortress to save me.
Since you are my rock and my fortress,
for the sake of your name lead and guide me.
Keep me free from the trap that is set for me,
for you are my refuge.
Into your hands I commit my spirit;
deliver me, Lord, my faithful God. Psalm 31:1-5
When you experience "terrors in the night," anxieties for tomorrow, or just simply a bad and disorienting dream, cry out to the Fortress of your life. The Triune does indeed still meet those who cry out to Him.
Turn all over to Him!
photos taken by Nancy in Glendalough, Ireland.