God is our Fortress

Hello! Any of you girls have a phobia? Well, I do, and it’s been torturing me for the past year or so. About a year ago, there was a terrible storm. At about midnight, there was a tornado warning and my parents had to wake us up in the middle of the night. I was so scared! As a result of that, I have been scared of thunder storms ever since.

  Earlier today, we went out, and on the way home it rained. So I got out my iTouch, turned on some music, and read one of my favorite Psalms, Psalm 46, over and over again to myself. It was bad. The evil one was attacking me. Using my weakness to destruct me from the heart. But the Pslam, I guess, helped my heart be calm. And I felt joy. A tiniest bit of heavenly joy.
Karen Joy-Anna

5 thoughts on “God is our Fortress

  1. Oh girl, I feel your pain… I can stay away from my “phobias”, although they don’t have a scientific name. There was a period of my life where all I did was sing “Amazing Grace” over and over in my head. When darkness closes, remember what you learned in the light. (thanks, Bryan Davis! 🙂 )

      • I understand completely, Karen. I’m that way about somethings, too! Although, it is nighttime, and I don’t want to scare myself at this time by talking about them… I might talk about it some other time, but I’m not sure, I just want you to know, Karen, that you’re not alone…

    • I sing (in my head) “Before the Throne of God Above” over and over in my my head when I go to sleep. It really helps, here are the lyrics,
      “Before the throne of God above
      I have a strong and perfect plea.
      A great high Priest whose Name is Love
      Who ever lives and pleads for me.
      My name is graven on His hands,
      My name is written on His heart.
      I know that while in heaven He stands
      No tongue can bid me thence depart.

      When Satan tempts me to despair
      And tells me of the guilt within,
      Upward I look and see Him there
      Who made an end of all my sin.
      Because the sinless Savior died
      My sinful soul is counted free.
      For God the just is satisfied
      To look on Him and pardon me.

      Behold Him there the risen Lamb,
      My perfect spotless righteousness,
      The great unchangeable I AM,
      King of glory and of grace,
      One in Himself I cannot die.
      My soul is purchased by His blood,
      My life is hid with Christ on high,
      With Christ my Savior and my God!”

      I sang that song for the offertory with my best friends and sisters. I don’t think I’ll every forget the lyrics…. 🙂

      Hope that helps!

      Anna Elizabeth

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