Can you remember a place that you went to and having arrived and having taken it all in you thought to yourself, “I’ve got to come here again.” Maybe it was an amusement park and you had so much fun, laughed so hard, you had to go back. Maybe it was an athletic event, and the thrill of victory or the agony of defeat, convinced you to keep coming back. Maybe it was a place out in the wilderness that had a stunning view, away from all the motion and commotion of your everyday life and it seemed to draw you into its splendor. Or maybe it’s just your favorite chair, with your Bible sitting in the sunlight, mediating on the Word of God.
I have a number of places that I like to retreat to. I love a good walk in the woods. I love being in my boat out on the lake or canoeing down the river with my bride. I love being in my workshop making sawdust and creating things. And yes, I do love getting up early every morning, entering into my little cove and listening to what God is saying to me in His Word.
But, I find I lose my way sometimes. Maybe you do to. Those moments of peacefulness, joy, satisfaction are easily converted into times of stress, hopelessness, lostness. I forget all about the majesty of God, the power of His Holy Spirit who lives in me, the peace that passes all understanding. I get overwhelmed by the little details and that calmness I once possessed went away in the blink of an eye, a snap of my fingers. How could that happen so quickly? One moment I’m reveling in contentment and the next moment I reeling in desperation. My world is overturned and collapsing. But can I tell you – God’s world is not. He is not moved by what moves us. He is not frustrated by what frustrates us. He’s not worried… He’s not doubtful… He’s not afraid.
I was reminded of all of that as I read these words in scripture this morning…
“My people, you are lost sheep abandoned by their shepherds in the mountains. You don’t even remember your resting place.” Jeremiah 50:6 CEV
I hope it’s not just me, but why is it, it’s easy to be thrown off kilter and forget where we find balance, and strength, and hope, and joy? Why is it that we can’t even remember our “resting place”? You know, that place in the “palm of His hand,” wrapped in our Good Shepherds loving arms. Held tight against His strong chest. Embraced and caressed with such tremendous love.
Here’s my word of encouragement for you today: Remember your resting place – Jesus Christ, and when life throws you a curveball, waste no time. Head right for Him. He’s waiting for you!
Hold me tight today. Reassure me. Remind me of how much I am loved by You. In Jesus name I ask this, Amen.
Rev. Dr. MM Marxhausen