Higher than I...

Psalms 61:1-5

"Hear my Cry O God; Listen to my prayer

From the ends of the earth I call to you,

I call as my heart is overwhelmed,
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

For you have me been my refuge,

a strong tower against the enemy.

I have been blessed to have "rocks" and be a "rock" in my family. There are several people who are on my speed dial who get the first call/email/txt when life is great or when it feels like my world just imploded. I am also blessed with family, children, and a husband who can hopefully lean on me when needed. Moms get to be the rock for little arms when they are hurting. We are the CEOs of our house, the touch spot for our kids.

In this world of broken people, there is always someone who needs to lean on me and in turn I lean on others who can help support me. The problem I have found with leaning on broken people (myself included) is we tend to fail...a lot. The people I lean on have or will eventually fail me in some way. I long to always remember that I am to lean on a rock that is HIGHER THAN I.

I am A rock, but not THE rock. And that when my family, my husband, or my kids start to lean on me so heavily that I feel I will collapse under the weight of it all, that I point them towards the true rock. That I lay down my false pride in being their refuge and make sure they find a true and lasting refuge in His Word and His promises. My prayer is that I remember the countless times His Word has been my refuge from others, the world, and quite honestly myself.

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