Mounting a good defense begins here

I’m asking God for one thing, only one thing: To live with him in his house my whole life long. I’ll contemplate his beauty; I’ll study at his feet. That’s the only quiet, secure place in a noisy world, the perfect getaway, far from the buzz of traffic. (Psalm 27:4-5)

It is not always a certainty that we find 'comfort' in the place where we dwell. Sometimes our place of dwelling is far from 'comfortable' because of who else dwells there, or the events that transpire within that dwelling. A dwelling is meant to be more than a place of 'living' - it is a space for each of us to decompress, replenish ourselves, and prepare for whatever comes next in our lives. If our 'physical dwelling' is far from perfect, we can be assured of one thing - our 'spiritual dwelling' is one place we can find all these things.

The only quiet, secure place in a crazy, mixed up world is at the feet of Jesus. It is indeed the place where we can decompress because he allows us to express exactly what we are feeling, what it is that is weighing us down, and whatever it is we have encountered in our day that we just need to let go of for a while. It isn't a physical place, but the beauty of this place is that it can be found anywhere and at any time! It is indeed a 'secure' place - removed from everything else that causes us to feel unprotected, unguarded, and not defended. 

Damage awaits us in other dwelling places - defenses are hard to maintain on our own. We are not immune unless something creates that immunity within us. Isn't that the purpose of vaccines - they introduce enough of a 'stimulant' to cause our immune system to mount a defense and be prepared to ward off the disease should we encounter it ever again. We are not immune to the enemy's attacks against us if we are trying to maintain our defenses on our own - we haven't 'mounted our defenses' enough to ward off the assault. We need the defenses God provides and those are only found as we come into the place of his dwelling. Just sayin!


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