Higher Than I
I’m just waiting.
Things on standby been the theme.
I stopped for a quck cup of tea, read a verse and reflected.
“Hear my cry, O God; Attend to my prayer. From the end of the earth I will cry to You, When my heart is overwhelmed; Lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For You have been a shelter for me, A strong tower from the enemy. I will abide in Your tabernacle forever; I will trust in the shelter of Your wings. Selah”
Psalms 61:1-4 NKJV
Isn’t it so lovely that we can pray anytime, anywhere.
That’s where I chose. Because the standby for me has kept me in such a restricted position. Many times I feel like I’m gonna break or that I’m just really not cut out for this. Life… then I think about so much stuff.
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I, because God! You know what I needed, what I need and what I’m gonna need to make it through. It’s been filled with some sharp stuff but what can I say but that You know best.
You HAVE to keep me, You are what I got and who alone I can turn to. A shelter. A strong tower. A rock. A tabernacle. A place of real refuge especially when I have to let go. In order to go higher I have to let go of it all, because holding on is what keeps hurting the most. It’s exhausting.