If you haven't read Psalm 77 lately, I highly recommend it. I had had a sleepless night thinking about myself and my loved ones--how desperately I want us all to know Jesus as our Counselor, our closest friend and confidante, to focus on the high calling of seeking His face every day in prayer and in His Word, to actually talk to Him throughout our day and love Him and worship Him as a lifestyle. This is the only way we are going to make it in today's world and today's godless "It's all about me!" culture. Last night, after too much thinking about these things, my intense desire for myself and my loved ones to be faithful gave way to anxiety. One of the weaknesses of my melancholy/phelgmatic temperament is to over-think and worry, and I battle it daily. It's one reason why I desperately need to be filled with the Spirit every day. He strengthens my weaknesses. I know I am filled with Him when my mind is content and at peace.
Finally, I gave everything up to the Lord last night--after reading Bible verses to feed my Spirit, but I awoke still feeling down. I walked into my back room where I have my quiet time and realized I had left My Utmost for His Highest in another room. I grabbed the devotional, Streams in the Desert, instead (as God had planned all along) and the passage for the day was from Psalm 77. I looked up the psalm--read it and felt that yes, this was how I felt last night--I cried out to God with my concerns and fears, but my soul refused to be comforted. Then I noticed what Asaph did about that...He remembered God--Who He was and what He could do. He remembered His mighty works and wonders--the acts God did on behalf of His people. God cares deeply about what happens to us.
Then God held my gaze on these words from verse 19: "Your path led through the sea, your way through the mighty waters, though your footprints were not seen." In my mind I pictured the Israelites--Pharoah's army behind them coming up fast and their only way out--walking through the sea of all things--past a wall of water, something they had never seen before--something fantastic and terrifying. They were caught--what could they do? They had to trust God. Though they could not see Him, He was there--no footprints, but He was there. As verse 20 tells us, He was leading them by the hand through Moses and Aaron.
Today we may look around us and see danger (like I did last night)--either present danger or future danger, either real or imaginary, and we may feel caught--trapped like the Israelites with no visible evidence of God's footprints leading the way. But God reminded me today that He is leading us, His people, by the hand right through the sea of fears, doubts, and despair and right through the mighty waters of this world's culture with its deceptions and evils. He is leading us by the hand of Someone greater than Moses or Aaron--by the hand of Jesus, the One and Only, the King of kings and Lord of lords. We are His children, His flock, and He is our Protector, our Good Shepherd. He is faithful and He is trustworthy. We must keep our hand in His and our eyes on the path He has set before us.
“Do not fear, little flock, for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom." (NKJV)