“In every block of marble, I see a statue as plain as though it stood before me, shaped and perfect in attitude and action. I have only to hew away the rough walls that imprison the lovely apparition to reveal it to the other eyes as mine sees it.”
Just like Michelangelo saw something amazing in the stone he was about to chisel, God sees something absolutely amazing in you. Allow the chiseling.
We've been in this house for over a year and I'm finally unpacking boxes. Today, I came across a journal from 2007 in one of the boxes. This was the first entry.
Today I read Psalm 27. In verses 1-3, David shares that nothing can cause him to fear because the Lord is his light, his salvation, and his stronghold. This made me wonder what exactly a stronghold is. In the dictionary it describes a stronghold as being an iron grip, a vice-like grip, a monopoly. In the military, it is a place that is fortified or a place that can easily be defended.
With that in mind, having the LORD as your stronghold would be like having Him as your defense. You could grip hold of Him and cling to Him with all your might until your knuckles are white. Why wouldn’t David feel safe there, in the presence of God, surrounded by His protection, tightly gripping to Him.
This afternoon I was on the playground with the students at aftercare. They were playing some kind of game like tag. Daniel ran up to me, grabbed me, and hid behind me. Holding on tight he said, “You can’t get me now Karlin, I’m safe!” My thoughts, I’m not base. Don’t think I can protect you from Karlin. Then I remembered Psalm 27. David knew God wasn’t like me. David knew he could run to God and God would willing be his base. God would allow him to stand behind him and say, “You can’t get me now, I’m safe. God is my base." I'm so thankful that God was David’s stronghold, and He is mine too!