Making God My Refuge

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I was challenged today by Psalm 52:7. “Here is the man who would not make God his refuge, but trusted in the abundance of his riches, taking refuge in his destructive behavior.” HCSB

It is easy for us to take refuge in our destructive behaviors because they are familiar to us. We are comfortable living there. These are the behaviors we once had an intimate relationship with. When the pressure is on we run to what comforts us. We wish to hide and find solace from what rattles our world.

I’ve learned not to follow my heart because it naturally wants to take refuge in places I should not go. (Jer. 17:9) It wants to seclude itself in a dark and harmful place. It is inclined to evil. (Ps. 141:4)  My heart trusts in what it can see – riches, security, family and friends. At times it longs to dwell in worldly thinking and stability.

I cherish what God has done in my life through Jesus Christ. He has become my true refuge; a shelter and dwelling place of protection. There is nothing to fear. There is perfect peace. There is victory over myself and the enemies of God. It is a place I choose to go because I know that none compares to Him.

Making God my refuge means I learn to hate the things that make for destructive behaviors. I ask God to convict me when I am wrong and strengthen my desire to repent of my sin. Only then will the refuge of God be a sweet and peaceful place to lay my head. I pray that the Holy Spirit will burn the Scriptures into my soul and ignite a passion to follow Jesus and love God with all my heart, soul, mind and body.

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