My High Tower

Yesterday was rough.

I felt depressed. Why, I don’t know. Sometimes, I just get that way. I ran all over the place to get my paperwork done for substitute teaching in the Fall. It drained me, really, as I thought of the long summer. How would we make it?

Then I heard our house didn’t sell for the third time. The contract fell through.

Quickly, I began to pray and struggle with my emotions. I felt immediate comfort from the Lord so I felt better. But then, I thought about the defeat of DOMA the day before and my heart sunk again. I cried aloud like Jeremiah and read in my Bible: “Shall I not visit for these things? saith the Lord, and shall not my soul be avenged on such a nation as this?” (Jeremiah 5:9)

Finally, it rained and I felt that God was crying. I felt like crying, too. The news seemed all bad as I scrolled around all the news websites.

I cried for all those who think abortion is okay. I cried for those unborn babies who will never get a chance at life. And I cried for those who have abortions with all the turmoil that having one must bring them.

But then, I opened the back door of my porch to water my plants. I heard a beautiful choir singing in the tiny church down the street. They sounded like angels. It was all in German, so I couldn’t understand it but I felt better. God was in control. He is carrying all our burdens for us.

 Of course, I always remember that when I hear the competing church bells ring up and down the street of the two neighborhood churches.

Well, today I did wake up with a migraine headache. That explained why I felt so depressed yesterday. I always feel that way before one.

So this afternoon, Bob and I took a walk through the woods. We passed by some cliffs (could those be those sandstone ones we were looking for last week?) and hiked higher and higher. We got to the crest of the hill continuing to climb up to the top of the Bismarck Tower.

This is the one they call “Hitler’s Tower” where he gave his speeches. In spite of the headache, I felt wonderfully refreshed. We looked out on all the towns and villages around us. How small it all seems this high up! And how small all our problems seem too!

God is still sovereign and His grace is sufficient for every need. He knows about DOMA, abortions and the state of our country; He knows about our trials and troubles before they ever occur. He strengthens us so we can stay faithful to Him and He loves us no matter what happens.

We have a “great, big wonderful” God who will see us through to the end… No matter what is going on in our own lives, our nation or in the world.

It reminded me of the verse that says:

 

 

 

“The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer, my God, my strength and he in whom I trust; my buckler and the horn of my salvation, my high tower.” (Ps 18:2)