“God is our refuge and strength,
an ever-present help in times of trouble.
That is why we are not afraid
even when the earth quakes
or the mountains topple
into the depths of the sea.
Water roars and foams,
and mountains shake at the surging waves.
There is a River whose streams bring Joy. . .”
Psalm 46:1-4
The words of this ancient song of David continue to echo throughout the ages, still as true and relevant to us as when they were first uttered. As a very little girl, I learned these words of David from my mom and dad. “God is my wefuge and stwenth, an evo-pwesent hewp in times of twuble.” As those ancient words sunk into my little mind, they took on deeper meaning as I grew throughout my youth and its “highs and lows” of those years. As I walked through the years of early adulthood, with relationships, turmoils, challenges, and love, His Words were woven throughout the fabric of that season of life. Marriage . . . three little boys . . . full-time ministry to troubled youth which eventually grew into a “mega-church” . . . that River continued to flow.
Then came the decades of serving and loving my muslim refugee nation in the Desert of North Africa. . . that River wound its way throughout all of the harshness of the desert, bringing a stream of Living Water that took on an entirely new meaning than I had ever tasted before. I had a firsthand view of seeing the Living Waters begin to trickle into that harsh, endless desert to the precious people who desperately needed its life-giving water of life. And when my personal world was shaken in surging waves and after-shocks, that River carried me gently in safety to quiet shores with His Arms of Love surrounding me.
There IS a River whose streams bring Joy. That is a Promise.
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