I was going to write about “someone who loves me unconditionally” - that would probably be my dog!
But tonight I feel like Jem after the trial in “To Kill A Mockingbird” – socked in the gut by the injustice of it all.
“How could they do it, how could they?”
Today we received a dismissal from an organization to which I gave two thirds of my life. I want to argue my case. But no one is listening.
So I’m back to where I was in my May blogpost, begging God Himself to take up the shield and buckler and Our Defender be!
Ever since this morning when I woke to sun and the realization that Typhoon # 10 had passed us over, I have been thinking of Psalm 57:1
Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me,
for in you my soul takes refuge;
in the shadow of your wings I will take refuge,
till the storms of destruction pass by.
All day I hoped the symbolism was significant – I harbored a great hope that the figurative storm was also past. This even though the “Atticus” in my life assures us that there will have to be a long and thorough process of calling to account – and years before we see justice.
He and others tell us that we need to get on with our lives. But I hardly know what my life is anymore.
I cry out to God Most High,
to God who fulfills his purpose for me.
He will send from heaven and save me;
He will put to shame him who tramples on me.
God will send out his steadfast love
and his faithfulness!
What is His purpose for us?
I’m not sure yet – but we know that His purposes for us are good. And when we forget, our family and friends remind us with verses like this one:
So tonight we look to the Lord our Defender.
We look the God who will be with us, who will neither fail nor abandon us.
We look to the Lifter of our Heads.
We look to You!