Our Strong Tower

I was challenged yesterday with the idea of drawing a picture as I am reading Scripture to help me dwell on the passage throughout the day and engage God’s Word in a new way. I am definitely not an artist but I decided to give it a try.

This morning I read Psalm 62, which was exactly what my heart needed this week.

My soul finds rest in God alone; my salvation comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will never be shaken. How long will you assualt a man? Would you throw him down- this leaning wall, this tottering fence?…. My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge…

As I sat pondering these words I imagined myself inside of a castle tower, walls thick. Inside of this tower I was safe, warm, loved, cared for. When the Enemy tried to hurl stones at me, the rocks crumbled and fell to the ground. The rocks this week have come in the way of lies: “You will never learn this language. 85% comprehension/speaking on your assessment isn’t good enough. No one remembers you back home.” I haven’t done a very good job of running to my Strong Tower to keep me safe when the lies come.

But, inside the Strong Tower, these words are sung over me:

“Fear not, because I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name, you are mine” (Isaiah 43:1)

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest” (Matthew 11:28)

“Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning” (Lamentations 3:22-23)

“I will give you the treasures of darkness, riches stored in secret places, so that you may know that I am The Lord the God of Israel, who summons you by name”. (Isaiah 45:3)

This is where I need to go, this is where I need to run. I am so thankful for my strong Father who take such sweet care of His children, even when I forget the place in which I need to seek refuge.