15/03/2022
machaseh
REFUGE
I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.
For thou hast been a strength to the poor, a strength to the needy in his distress, a refuge from the storm, a shadow from the heat, when the blast of the terrible ones is as a storm against the wall.
Psalm 91:2, Isaiah 25:4
When I look at this image, it reminds me of the words to the hymn Where Can I Turn for Peace:
“Where can I turn for peace?
Where is my solace
When other sources cease to make me whole?”
I can’t help but think of the many times Christ has been my refuge when I had nowhere else to turn, when I was simply out of options. When the chaos and storms of the world swirled about me, blowing through my hair, stinging my cheeks, threatening to destroy my peace. In Christ there is quiet, there is calm, there is clarity, there is rest.
Taken in Dubrovnik, Croatia inside an actual fortress on top of a rocky cliff. I stood warm and dry, looking out at rain and windstorm raging on the ocean.