Ps 61:1 Hear my cry, O God,
listen to my prayer;
2 from the end of the earth I call to you
when my heart is faint.
Lead me to the rock
that is higher than I,
3 for you have been my refuge,
a strong tower against the enemy.
4 Let me dwell in your tent forever!
Let me take refuge under the shelter of your wings!
More and more lately I am finding that wherever I turn I am faced with some kind of vain work or conflict. Most of these are not huge issues, just things that I wish I didn't have to deal with; things that make life the way life is, but make life hard. As Solomon says, "Life is hard and them you die".
I am not always looking for the easy way out but I am finding sweet rest from the vanity of life by going to the Word and always finding the same Shelter there. It is so refreshing to just sit down and read a little to take the cares away for a moment; to gain some wisdom and understanding and really to just get away to a place where my cup is filled with good things.
Like a little chick who is tired and scared runs to its mother and hides under her wing for rest and security; I can run to the Word and get the refreshment from the Fountain that allows me to keep going. The little chick comes out ready to tackle the word again, maybe for just a few minutes even, but the time spent under the wing was good.
I want to spend more time under the wing, but I am under the wing to get refreshment in order to be spent by Him Who is the Wing. I can't just spend all my time in the Word and not pass on what I have learned to others, but that is where it gets messy. But that is why we are here.