Psalm
124:7
Our
soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken,
and we are expected.
Clifford
was a strange man. He served his country in Vietnam and spent three years as a
prisoner of war. While a prisoner, he amazed his companions by never
complaining about their situation. In fact, when questioned about it, he smiled
and said, "I'm not really here, anyway." Once Cliff returned to the
States, he shared what he had meant. Each day he sat against the stone wall and
began listing in his mind all the places he had ever been that he had loved. He
pictured those places, and he selected a different one every day. In his mind
he journeyed to the beloved spots and he turned off the reality around him.
As Christians, we need to do the same thing.
We're not from here. Our true home is with God in heaven. When the reality
around us gets too intense and hard to handle, we should turn our thoughts to
God. We can be liberated from the trap if we will only call upon the Lord. God
offers us a way to escape the harshness of our earthly life by entering into
quiet time with Him. Reach out. His peace awaits.
Prayer: Rescue me from the craziness around
me. Be my refuge when life gets too hectic. Lift me out of the race and grant
me rest. Amen.
