Every woman, or person for that matter, wants security. It is one of those perceptions like control. They are both something which we can work to achieve, spending endless hours on planning and paperwork to verify we have it. But truth be told it can all change in a very bad day. And people I know are having very bad days a lot lately. Death, cancer, illness, car breaks down, refrigerator goes out, roof leaks, whatever it may be. All of things are reminders of the temporary-ness of the world.
In sharp contrast, when we place our security in the only Source of true, eternal security, namely Jesus Christ, we are secure. When we give Him control, He owns it and cares for us. And He is truly the only One who can. We are only as strong as our next tragedy but God has never, in all His years of creating and caring and loving, has lost one hint of power. And He has never stopped loving us. We have security in Jesus and not truly anywhere or anyone else. And I am content, peaceful, joyful and loved with that fact. It is good to know for sure. How I love Him!❤❤❤
When you take a step in the fog, it is an act of faith based on the security of pavement underneath you that will hold you up. You can’t always see it or doubt its ability to support your weight. The fog is just too thick at that moment. That is what faith is… trusting what you cannot see at that moment. And in the spiritual realm, that is the way of it. When we are secure in our salvation through Jesus Christ by accepting His security under us, we have faith that we are secure in Him even when we are blinded by a myriad of distractions around us. We are never insecure, never ever without God or His eternal security, no matter what other noise surrounds us. Faith is the key. Believe it no matter what we are seeing. Say it out loud. Believe it. Know it. We may not see our spiritual eternal security but it is there and will always be there. That empowers us to rest in God’s security and do our love work in appreciation and obedience. That is so cool!😄❤
Psalm 16:1. “Keep me safe, my God, for in you I take refuge. 2. I say to the Lord, “You are my Lord; apart from you I have no good thing.” 3. I say of the holy people who are in the land, “They are the noble ones in whom is all my delight.” 4. Those who run after other gods will suffer more and more. I will not pour out libations of blood to such gods or take up their names on my lips. 5. Lord, you alone are my portion and my cup; you make my lot secure. 6. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance. 7. I will praise the Lord, who counsels me; even at night my heart instructs me. 8. I keep my eyes always on the Lord. With him at my right hand, I will not be shaken. 9. Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; my body also will rest secure, 10. because you will not abandon me to the realm of the dead, nor will you let your faithful one see decay. 11. You make known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand.”
Oh, this is so true!!
Being actively involved in the process of my mom working through my dad’s illnesses, including dementia and strokes. Finances had to be changed, titles had to be changed, Power of Attorney had to be assigned, social security had to be worked through and with, daily tasks of caring for him before the nursing home had to be performed, and it was all I could do at times to keep breathing much less homeschool my kids and care for the dog. Then when mom broke her hip too, my mind is still recovering I think. It was constant, ruled my life or what there was of it, everyone suffered I normally cared for. Now that the nursing home is covering dad’s day to day care and meds, etc., there is more time to enjoy visiting him and less to break the back caring for him. I hated the nursing home idea at first but now I see its value. But the point is not all of this about nursing homes, the point is that unexpected things happen in life. Life is constantly in a state of flux and things happen. These things are sometimes tests, sometimes punishments it seems, sometimes horribly limiting for whatever reason and when all of these things happen, security is shaken. You become uncertain where you were once certain. You question whose name things are in, not because of wanting control but just in case things happen like they did to mom. What if becomes a big question, a genuine, serious question and not a hypothetical. You wonder what you can be sure of. You ask more security questions in other areas, other relationship. You want to know standing, understand meaning, know your place and significance. When you don’t receive answers, you instantly have a choice to make. No answer becomes no security just as certain as a day off is short. Security now, see, means so much more. There is weight to the supposition. There is reality that has been experienced. You have crashed already and do not wish to relive that crash if possible. So security in my life has taken on a whole new level. Safety and security and risks are all important aspects of a real workable life and I am necessarily needing these things. Without assurrances and answers, I now see an expedient withdrawal wise. Without security, I do not feel safe anymore. I never cared about that pre-crisis. I was content to fly by the seat of my pants and wing it most of the time, loving the freedom of that. Now, I need security above that, the importance of things has shifted. And I see that as a point of sadness at times but also as a point of maturity and thankfulness because I can learn and be taught and apply that to my life to make it better and help more people in return.
Rolling down pre-made winding, spiralling, going upside down tracks, big monster roller coasters are fun. Fun IF, and this is very important, IF you are properly secured. If you are not, you will see the roller coaster very differently. It will become a terror ride, a torment, a horrible thing that ends in some form of trauma of which you will never be the same. And life is very much like that. If we do not feel secure, do not feel adequately grounded, life’s ups and downs and loopty-loos will cause us enourmous amounts of pain or trauma or just plain old headaches. We need to know our security is sound, we are safe. It is difficult to know this in a seeminly very scary world we happen to reside in. There are always side cars pushing us, always unexpected objects thrown on the tracks and so on. It is imperitive that we place our security in that which is stronger and bigger than the roller coaster. Our security must be grounded in God, bigger than we are, bigger than any problem we face, no matter how big it is or how much it threatens to throw us around. In fact, if our security is not grounded in God, it is grounded on something lesser that can also be moved and shaken. Imagine being secured to the seats not by God’s strongest arms but by bungee cords. You would still be jostled so much that you’d at best end up with a sound concussion. Or you ask a child to secure you in your seat. They do not have the ability to help, no matter how much they might want to. So our security must come from someone greater and secure and sure and faithful. In a world of unfaithfulness, God is faithful. And I want faithfulness in my security. I don’t ever again want to feel secure one minute and not secure at all the next and then be back to secure and so forth. Such a strap on a ride which works half the time and then visits another person to secure them for a bit and come back is completely worthless as a security strap. Security must be reliable, faithful. This is vital. You cannot be secure in a boat that is solid one minute and turns into spaghetti the next and back and forth. You get it. So hop on in and enjoy the ride life brings you, but just make sure your security strap is right first.