"I told you I was coming tonight," he announced in a horrible voice, shutting the door behind him.
"You can't touch me. God will protect me."
"You forget, you are a woman alone in a strange country. I can do what I like," the official responded bemusedly.
"God will protect me."
The official raised his hand to strike her, but suddenly turned around, as if by some unseen force, and left the room.
That very night, God's hand led Gladys out of the USSR, and onto a Japanese ship to China. The truth spoken in Psalm 91 could not have been more clear:
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Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
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I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust.”
-Psalm 91:2
Storms have a powerful impact. I've never personally witnessed a sea storm, but I know how terrible they can be. Near-tsunami sized waves rise in great pillars, and crash fiercely against the ocean surface, only to give birth to the next torrent. Ships can be easily lost in storms like these.... not because the lighthouse isn't there, but because the waves seem to hold a unique talent for hiding it.
How often does that describe our world? We are lost in a storm. Ships sail in the night, but crash because they can't see the light. The light of the world is shining, but our eyes, like Peter's, are on the storm, and not on our savior. How easily the darkness can seem to stir up waves to distract us from the lighthouse, and blind our eyes to its beam.
Think about this picture:
(via pinterest)
The first time I saw this picture a couple years ago, I could only think about the waves..... how thunderous their crashing billows must be.... how impossible it would be to escape.... how they could drown you in an instant.... how terrified I would be. But then I looked at the man in the picture. He had found the lighthouse that few ships could see. He had a bulwark in the storm. He was not afraid. Look at him; his hands are in his pockets, for goodness sake! And why would he be afraid? After all, he had a strong tower to shelter him.
In the shadow of the Almighty, there is rest from the storm. There is peace. Yes, there will still be trouble. Yes, storms will still rage around us. Yes, they will still strike us. The man in the photo isn't staying dry, as he stands in the shadow of his tower. But look deeper into the picture.... the lighthouse is taking the full blow of the storm. The storm cannot overtake the man, unless the lighthouse falls.
And our lighthouse never can.
He is the everlasting, eternal, immovable, victorious Lord of Hosts. He is the Light, the God of Ancient Days, the Forgiveness of Mankind, the Rebuilder of broken places, the Beloved, the Healer, the Strength of all who believe in Him. Nothing could ever take down our tower. The Enemy already tried 2,000 years ago. Even in the face of seeming defeat, our God raises up what has been lost. My Strong Tower cannot be moved!!!!
The Enemy still has power in this world. He can attack us. He can send his largest storms against the warriors of Christ, and the storms may strike them. But ultimately, the Enemy can only destroy our physical bodies. In the Shelter of the Almighty, He cannot take our Joy. He cannot take our Peace. He cannot take of Hope. He cannot separate us from the Love of Christ. If we rest in Christ, He dwells in us, and will fortify us from all attack. Yes, we are weak. On our own, we are lost in the storm. The waves will drown us, and we will be lost. But in the shelter of the lighthouse, the storm, no matter how fierce, cannot have the final say.
Many ships sail out to their deaths having never seen the light. Storms can do a powerful job of hiding the tower. But waves cannot block the light forever. They can only rise up for a moment, before they are pulled back down to the ocean surface; the light keeps shining. Any ship that truly seeks for the light will find it. As Jeremiah 29:13 says, "You will seek me, and find me, when you seek me with all your heart."
My God is my refuge and my strength. The immovable rock of salvation is waiting to shelter you. How could we ever refuse?
You are my strong tower,
Shelter over me,
Beautiful and mighty,
Everlasting King.
You are my strong tower,
Fortress when I'm weak,
Your name is True and Holy,
And your face is all I seek.