He is our Strong Tower, our Refuge

As I prepare to leave all my conveniences, my comforts, my close friends, and my family, the Lord has brought me back to Psalm 61 over and over.

1 Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer; 2 from the end of the earth I call to you when my heart is faint. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I, 3 for you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the enemy. 4 Let me dwell in your tent forever! Let me take refuge under the shelter of your wings! Selah

5 For you, O God, have heard my vows; you have given me the heritage of those who fear your name. 6 Prolong the life of the king; may his years endure to all generations! 7 May he be enthroned forever before God; appoint steadfast love and faithfulness to watch over him! 8 So will I ever sing praises to your name, as I perform my vows day after day.

Recently, I have felt so attacked, spiritually. I have felt attacked, emotionally. I have felt attacked mentally. Not by flesh and blood, but by principalities as Paul talks about in Ephesians 6. Each time,I am learning, I must go back to the truth, The Word, and take a hold of the fact that I must dwell in the Lord's presence. He is my refuge, a strong tower against the enemy. In Him alone, is there peace; in Him alone is there joy.

I know that these months leading up to my departure for Brazil, I will continue to be attacked. The evil one does not want me to go, so I will get his best shot. I must dwell under the shelter of the Lord's wings, and take up the armor of the Lord. This is all the more preparation for the intense battle I will face when I get to Brazil.

I know that it will be hard for me to leave my family, my friends, and everything that is familiar to me, including my language. So, I know I will have to be on high alert, and be meditating on scripture, as I fight back.

Will you pray for me? That I will continue to trust in the Lord to be my strength, my shelter, and my strong tower. Lord be my refuge.