Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Higher Than I

This morning, I lean down to look at all the rocks by my apartment. 

I remember the plea of the psalmist in Psalm 61: 

"Hear my cry, O God;
   listen to my prayer.
 From the ends of the earth I call to you,
   I call as my heart grows faint;
   lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
For you have been my refuge,
   a strong tower against the foe."

I need a rock that is higher than I.  It's a strange expression.  To me, it's another reminder that God delivers me from myself.  He's higher than self.  I can hardly believe it, but I learn that God refers to himself as our Rock over and over again in Scripture.  He's the rock that is higher than I!  The Lord says in Isaiah: 
"Who then is like me? Let him proclaim it.
   Let him declare and lay out before me
what has happened since I established my ancient people,
   and what is yet to come—
   yes, let them foretell what will come.
Do not tremble, do not be afraid.
   Did I not proclaim this and foretell it long ago?
You are my witnesses. Is there any God besides me?
   No, there is no other Rock; I know not one."

I need to remember that today. 

For several days now, I've been complaining.  Nothing's going according to plan out here in Colorado.  As I walk around the apartment this morning, I know I need supernatural power to get out of this funk.  Nothing corrupts living with flair like complaining, and I just can't talk myself out of my bad mood.   And then I feel guilty for my mood because so many other women all over the world would trade their lives any day for the kinds of comforts I enjoy. 

Oh, Lord, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I! 

Journal:  Do you ever feel like you just need to be free from yourself? 


Red said...

You are a mother who has been looking forward to time away to do things you want to do. Having children get sick so badly was not in that plan.
Although, looking at the other side of the coin. God is not surprised by your children getting sick.
You are learning from Him as you go through this time.
What a wonderful scripture to help us out of the funk we can get into so easily!
You are on your way up!
Don't be too hard on yourself. Sounds like you could use some pampering as soon as you are able, to get back in the vacation mode you expected!

This will be one of those vacations where you all sit around remembering it years from now. In the long run, it will bring you closer to your family.
Trust me, I've had many vacations that ended up having me surprised!
He is the lifter of your (our) head.

Jocelyn said...

You raise an interesting question--at least it interests me. :) How does one struggle with flair? Setting aside for the moment the vague guilt thing (with which I am well familiar), how do you go through trials of whatever magnitude without losing your passion and sense of adventure? Maybe I haven't read far enough into your archives to find out the answer...