Isn’t this such a beautiful Psalm of trust? I don’t know if anyone can relate, but my biggest fear in life is a lack of security. All too often, it’s difficult to say things like, “My flesh dwells secure” because I’m not trusting that the Lord will be there when I lose something I believe to be more important than Him.
Several years ago I was not in a good place financially, and it was really difficult for me to make my rent payments (among other things). I was constantly anxious about my situation, but the Lord heard my cries. Literally every single time I needed money, He provided for me. I got asked to babysit for extra money out of the blue, friends gifted me money unprompted, and clients would reach out right when I needed them to. Is that not what the Lord does time and time again? In ways we least expect it?
I believe many of us have struggled to trust God this year because of all of the uncertainties the pandemic has brought, so let this Psalm be a reminder of what it looks like to dwell securely in him. God hasn’t changed. He is still our refuge. In his presence “there is fullness of joy.” And we have “no good apart from him.”
- Bethany Powell