He Never Lets Go

Life can definitely leave us battered.  We think we are recovering from one trial when BAM! another comes and knocks the breath out of us. 

We feel bombarded.

We try so hard to stay upon the solid ground.  But, we feel attacked from every side, every angle.

Before we know it our foot has started to slip off the side of the sure foundation we are standing on.  Our toes begin to sink. Then our foot disappears in the mire.  Next thing we know we are steadily slipping from the fortress we had been standing on.  We are up to our wastes in worry and despair, clinging to the edge of the fortification with the tips of our fingers.

And our enemy smirks. 

He’s once again got us believing his lies.  He’s filled our minds full of fear and uncertainty. While we focused on his sickly whispers, he’s grabbed us by the ankles.  He’s pulled us down into the grime.  Further and further until we are left gasping.

It may seem a hopeless cause at this point, but remember we still have our fingers wedged into the fortification. Why we seem to hang there for so long I can’t begin to comprehend.  All we need to do is call out, because He never lets go.  Even when we let our feet slip off His place of refuge. Even when we listen to the enemy’s lies.  Even when we’re up to our necks in it. He doesn’t turn His back on us in exasperation. No.  He is right there with His hand out stretched.  All we need to do is call.

 

“I sought the LORD, and he answered me; he delivered me from all my fears.

Those who look to him are radiant; their faces are never covered in shame.

This poor man called, and the LORD heard him; he saved him out of all his troubles.

The righteous cry out, and the LORD hears them; he delivers him from all their troubles.

The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.

A righteous man may have many troubles, but the LORD delivers him from them all;

He protects his bones, not one will be broken.”         Psalm 34:4-6; 17-20

 

The choice is ours to make. Will we let the trials of this earthly life drag us down into the suffocating mire of our enemy OR will we choose to grab hold of Jesus’ out stretched hand.  He’s willing to pull us back into his protective arms. He desires for us to hold on to Him.  He longs to hear our words. The choice is ours.  We don’t have to struggle on through the pain, fear and anger on our own.

We just need to call out for help and kick off what is yanking us down.  Surrender.

Open our mouths and accept His goodness and mercy.

Because He’s really got this.  And He’s really got that.  And He’s really got all the other things we try to make sense of.

Are you ready?

I am.

I’ve let my foot slip….again.

But, today, I’m claiming victory because Jesus is holding me and I am holding on to HIM! My fortress, my refuge, my Solid Rock.

“On Christ the Solid Rock I stand all other ground is sinking sand. All other ground is sinking sand.” (Edward Mote)