admin
12-29-2007, 04:32 AM
A Picture of Peace
by
Lou Lotz
+ + +
God is our refuge and strength. (v. 1)
+ + +
On a fishing trip to Canada some years ago I hiked to the top of a
waterfall where the Chapleau River tumbles down, frothy and loud,
into the lake below. The river had eroded the bank beneath an old
tree causing it to fall into the water. A few branches now reached
out over the falls, and at the tip of one branch, dangling in the
air, there was a bird's nest. You could see two little heads poking
up, looking around. The waters thundered, the mist swirled in the
wind, but the two hatchlings were snug and secure in their little
nest.
I took a mental snapshot of that scene, and I keep it in my head as a
picture of peace. Now I give the picture to you, hoping it has the
same effect on you it has always had on me. When I am feeling anxious
and afraid, "when the waters roar and foam," I imagine myself above
them, out of harm's way, safe and secure in a gentle nest formed by
the very hands of God. And I am at peace and unafraid.
Are the waters roaring and foaming in your life? Do the mountains
tremble? Don't be afraid. "God is our refuge and strength." The
Father's hands will hold you, safe and secure.
Father, I put my trust in you.
by
Lou Lotz
+ + +
God is our refuge and strength. (v. 1)
+ + +
On a fishing trip to Canada some years ago I hiked to the top of a
waterfall where the Chapleau River tumbles down, frothy and loud,
into the lake below. The river had eroded the bank beneath an old
tree causing it to fall into the water. A few branches now reached
out over the falls, and at the tip of one branch, dangling in the
air, there was a bird's nest. You could see two little heads poking
up, looking around. The waters thundered, the mist swirled in the
wind, but the two hatchlings were snug and secure in their little
nest.
I took a mental snapshot of that scene, and I keep it in my head as a
picture of peace. Now I give the picture to you, hoping it has the
same effect on you it has always had on me. When I am feeling anxious
and afraid, "when the waters roar and foam," I imagine myself above
them, out of harm's way, safe and secure in a gentle nest formed by
the very hands of God. And I am at peace and unafraid.
Are the waters roaring and foaming in your life? Do the mountains
tremble? Don't be afraid. "God is our refuge and strength." The
Father's hands will hold you, safe and secure.
Father, I put my trust in you.