I’ve been following the news lately, more so than I have for a number of years now. I used to be a sort of news hound; I was up on all the latest, but over the last few years I backed off quite a bit. Yet over the last month or so, I’ve paid more attention. Maybe it’s the war in Europe, maybe it’s rising prices or the pandemic or… ???
I’m really not sure.
One thing I’m sure of however, is that it seems a bit difficult to catch someone in power telling the truth about anything. More than at any time I can recall, it seems almost as though we’ve taken stupid and made it some kind of a virtue.
Surely, I have that wrong, yet I don’t think so.
Well, here I am with my early morning coffee. The only thing I can hear are the night sounds, the frogs, the insects, the symphony of the forest around me, and in the predawn it comes at me like a bolt of lightning:
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.”
Solomon wrote that there is nothing new under the sun, and that is as true now as it always has been. Yes, it seems like this world has gone mad, but there’s nothing new about that; people have been writing about it since people have known how to write, and that goes back a very long time. Governments keep secrets, leaders lie, steal, cheat and make war. People are influenced by rubbish arguments and claims of all kinds. Ridiculous notions are all the rage for a time, and are then replaced by something else; we all mess up our sandbox our fair share of the time. None of this is new or novel.
Yet God is true; we can rely on Him. We may be weak, but He is strong. We may despair, but He lifts us up. We may feel unease, but He is in ultimate control. He is my refuge and my hope. He is my sanity in insane times. Yes indeed, all is well; today is a glorious day because I am in the shelter of the Most High.