Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I, for you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the enemy. – Psalm 61: 2,3
Oh God, I cry out so often feeling confused and weary laden. This world tries to snatch the life out of us. It grabs while we are the most vulnerable – introducing doubt, guilt and fear. Our hearts, overwhelmed by external sources, forget to climb the ROCK that stands taller than trees, buildings and even the heavens.
You call out – Remember daughter whose you are!
Consumed in worries, we fret; but you have told us not to worry. You are an ironclad King – fighting the darts being hurled our direction. Our simple selves cannot see the war being waged. You are present every single second of the day. You fight for us – battling for our hearts and our minds.
You say – Breathe it in, sweet child. Breathe in my power. Breathe in my security. Do not be afraid. I have called you to be courageous.
May we walk in your assurance and remember that we are daughters of the Highest King!
To the world our crowns may appear invisible; but, you, God, have assured us that we are cherished and adored.
We enter your gates with heads held high – shining your pure light. We pray that we are able to point others to you.
May our fear never outpower our faith. Earthy obstacles are just that – carnal. May we strive to build up lasting kingdoms.
May our lives be beacons – radiant and ever bright. May we point to you in the night sky and draw lost ships to your safe harbor.
“All for you, Mighty King” may our lives forever sing!