The voice on the other end didn’t sound familiar, but it had to be one of my friends playing a joke on me, right? The alternative was unbearable: someone was watching me.
I say to the Lord, “You are my refuge, my stronghold! You are my God—the one I trust!”
Psalm 91:2 (CEB)
When none of my friends admitted to making the call, fear took over. My muscles tightened. My heart pounded. I could not breathe. I was away from home on a college visit, with no one to protect me. I lay awake all night. Never before had I felt so vulnerable and alone. Even God seemed far away.
The next morning, I turned on the local Christian radio station. As I listened, the announcer began to pray that God would protect the life of a student who had been threatened. In his prayer, he quoted Psalm 91, a welcome reminder that God was with me, even in times of danger.
I never learned the source of that frightening phone call, but now I know that God will never leave me. When I am afraid, I can trust that I am safe and secure in God’s presence.
JOURNAL: When has your safety been threatened? Who helped you find a place of safety or a sense of peace? How was God a source of strength when you were afraid and vulnerable?