It’s a foggy morning outside. I’m feeling a little foggy, as well. My allergies are flaring up. Itchy, watery eyes, etc… When the weather isn’t the best, when our physical ailments overtake us, what do we do? Where do we turn? Sitting, staring out at the fog, waiting for it to lift, waiting for the allergy medication to do its thing, I read about David’s triumph. When the Lord rescued him from his enemies. We all need rescuing, whether it be physical, emotional, or spiritual. Let us allow the fog of self be lifted by the power of God. When we do, there is a clarity that only God can fill. Just as the sun “burns off” the fog, the medication alleviates the symptoms, so does God’s word restore us, fill us, remind us that He has won the victory. When we do, we can say, like David, in Psalm 18:1-3:
“I love you, Lord;
you are my strength.
The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my savior;
my God is my rock, in whom I find protection.
He is my shield, the power that saves me,
and my place of safety.
I called on the Lord, who is worthy of praise,
and he saved me from my enemies.”