My Trust

He that dwellth is the secret place of the most high shall abide in the shadows of the Almighty.  I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.  Psalm 91:1-2

September 11, 2001 is a day that we will never forget.  Our comfort zones have been shifted.  Some of us here my feel

·        uncertain about the status of our nation?s ability to protect us,

·        uncertain of our nations? economy,

·        or even our nations  policies. 

The destruction of the World Trade Center towers and the damage that was done to the Pentagon has changed our way of living.  We now have something else to add to collection of things to fear. 

In the midst of our fear I watch the rest of America running to find comfort in a flag or a song.  Others are at church praying.  Drench in fear our attitude toward one another has changed.  Our need to band together has become contagious. 

It is a sad situation when fear brings out the best in you. 

Fear has that effect on us, and it has been very evident with in the last few days.  The news reporters call it the American Spirit. 

It bothers me to witness the spirit of love that has been motivated out of fear or helplessness. 

Acts of kinds motivated by fear and helplessness are short lived.  The love and kindness of today will disappear once the stimulus is gone.  When the fear subsides the since of togetherness becomes a passé. 

Christians should not allow their emotions to dictate their actions.  That which we do should be done under guidance of Holy Spirit.  Not because it seems like the right thing to do.

If my trust is in God, I should believe in him enough to seek him for direction in the midst of tragedies. 

If I am in the secret place of the most high

·        then God should be my refuge and fortress

·        I should rest in the assurance that he we protect me and deliver me from the traps the devil

·        I should know that peace comes form God and not from my circumstance.

Because I have found that secret place.