From the ends of the earth, I cry to you for help when my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the towering rock of safety, for you are my safe refuge. —Psalm 61:2–3a (NLT)
My heart felt overwhelmed today, Lord. It was stretched beyond what I thought I could bear. The emotional pressure and stress would have been too much if it had not been for you. I cried out to you, Lord, and your Spirit prayed for my comfort and healing from within the depths of my own broken heart. My spirit clung to yours. I could feel your Spirit rising within me. I could feel your heart beating from within my own, calming and finally imparting peace to my battered soul.
You are my place of safe refuge from all that comes against me. You are the rock of protection to which I cling. You are constant, you are true, and you never change. You are the healer of my wounded heart. My world may crumble—my loss might be great—but you are my strong and mighty tower of strength. You are my safe harbor in a sea that threatens to claim my last breath.
Come, Holy Spirit, and take the grief of this day. Make it part of the joy that will come tomorrow. I walk in your Spirit, and I yearn to never leave. I breathe in your Spirit, Lord. I breathe in your hope and your promise. You are the heartbeat of my life. You constantly lead me into your presence again and again and again. You call to me until leaving your altar is something that no longer beckons—until all I desire is you carrying me through each moment of whatever my day presents.
You have heard my heart’s cry from the ends of the earth, Lord. From the bounty of heaven, you have brought peace of mind the world will never understand. You bring joy that cannot be described with mere words. You bring wholeness into my divided and torn life. No longer overwhelmed—no longer pressured with too much—I rest in you.
A devotion from Form Me, Fire Me, Fill Me
© 2017 Lynn Lacher