Tuesday, June 3, 2008

False Security

"Let the beloved of the LORD rest secure in him, for he shields him all day long, and the one the LORD loves rests between his shoulders."

Deuteronomy 33:12


Last evening my son was working on a school project which included designing a map. On the map he was creating a Legend to represent different aspects depicted on his diagram. He suddenly asked me, "Mom, what can I draw to portray security?"


Without hesitation I said, "Well, I know what I would draw. I would sketch either an empty tomb or a cross because my security is found in Christ alone."


This morning as I sat with God's Word open before me, the Lord reminded me of this response. He spoke a question to my heart. "Joy, if I am your security, why are you so afraid?"


"Ouch"


I am professing that God is my security, my refuge, my safe place, that I can trust in Him, yet in reality I am clinging to other people and things hoping for protection. Growing up in the church my mouth easily gives the correct response, but my heart reveals the truth.


I'm worshipping God, yet serving my fears.

Who are you truly worshipping today?

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4 comments:

Yolanda said...

Double ouch!

Once again, looking at us, inventory.....instead of others.

Love,
Yolanda

elaine @ peace for the journey said...

Security for me this night is knowing that my Father loves me, inspite of me this day. Whew...it's been a doozy. Pray for me, please.

~elaine

Tracy said...

Ouch. That one hit close to home. I constantly have to guard against fear and worry. Like you, my speech says one thing, but my heart and actions often reveal the truth. Quite a timely reminder...thank you.

Blessings,
Tracy

Bonita said...

I really enjoyed this post because it reminded me of an experience I had recently. I went to speak at our state's homeschool convention and was feeling lots of nerves as I was stepping way out of my comfort zone. Interestingly enough, when I opened the curtains of my hotel room a large ornate church was right in view and high in the air, above all else, was a beautiful cross. Each time I looked at it I felt, "Be still and know that I am God" and it brought me such security in the midst of fears.