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Colossians 3:12-14 NKJV

"Therefore, as the elect of God, holy and beloved, put on tender mercies, kindness, humility, meekness, longsuffering; bearing with one another, and forgiving one another, if anyone has a complaint against another; even as Christ forgave you, so you also must do. But above all these things put on love, which is the bond of perfection."

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My Shelter, carry me

March 6, 2013 - Author: Bernadette Saddik

Some days you feel trapped inside your body and you get so frustrated that you want rip your hair out by the roots and unravel your nerves. You have a burning desire to beat every fiber of your being that hurts into behaving.

The pain becomes overwhelming. You can’t breathe. And you, flawed, tired, weak, and worn, build a cage for the illusion of protection. But, you haven’t the will to do anything else, much less push back.

So, the disheartening pain shoves you further into your prison, making the cage smaller and smaller until you are caught. There is nowhere else to go. There seems to be no hope, no way out.

Swelling inside you is the urge to kick, shout, scream, cry. You wish that in one swift blow, you could transfer that cruel pain to your chair, or wall, or any object you can get your hands on.

This is not the way to treat the body God gave us. This is not the way for a child of God to think, or His image to act.

Within a gasp, the blink of an eye, a heartbeat, you can have the space of the universe, a comfort for eternity, a hand to hold you for all ages.

You can answer Christ’s knock.

No need to spend extra resources calling Him. He is already there.

He is the shield and light Who effaces the tyrannical darkness and places you on the path of salvation. His abundant strength pulls you from your agonized curl and stands you tall, leading you to green pastures.

What joy He instills that keeps you persevering. I can do nothing good without God, yet with Him, in Him, because of Him, I can withstand anything.

Such peace is a priceless treasure, such love ever-lasting.

Some days it’s easy to acknowledge God is in control. We don’t fight Him as much. We’re open to what He says and know how to follow through on it. Other days, though…they can be tough.

We get scared to relinquish control because we wrongly feel it is all we have left. Yet, when that weight inevitably hinders every breath, we must remember God, Who asks us to let Him steer our lives.

He does not want any of His children to suffer. Yet bad things happen. We live in a world marred by sin. But, God can and will and does carry our burden. He works everything for the good of those who love Him.

All we have to do is embrace His arms that are ready to be our refuge, our shelter.

“He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in Him will I trust.” Psalm 91:1-2 KJV

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