Pastor Scott
Thursday, April 14, 2005
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"Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast."
(Psalm 57:1)
As you enter into the valley of the shadow of death--the trials of life, adversity, all of the opposition, the threats of the enemy--do you believe that God is going to cover you with His wings? Do you believe that He will sustain you until all of these calamities pass? They overpass; they come over us. It's like the Passover, as the blood was placed upon the doorposts and the death angel passed over them. In the Midwestern states, many times prairie fires sweep over in an instant as the winds blow. One day a man came out, walking through all of this charred grass, saw a clump, and kicked it with his boot. Out from under that clump came all of these baby chicks. The mother had gathered them in and covered them with her wings. The fire came over and destroyed her, but the chicks were preserved. God covers us with His wings. He went to that place that natural man fears--death--and conquered it, praise God! He has gone to prepare a place for us and is coming again to receive us unto Himself. That is our hope; and because of that, we don't fear.
"He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee..." (Ps. 91:1-3). What a great promise! Our deliverance is sure. These promises are sure to a thousand generations. We will be delivered "from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence." That word noisome speaks about an abundance and intenseness. It's used in reference to a flood, but when the enemy comes in upon us like a flood, the Lord raises a standard against him (Isa. 59:19). Do we really trust in the Lord, or do we trust in our own strength? Do we trust in our ability to cope, to provide, or to understand what God is doing? What do we do when we don't understand, when we have no more strength, and when it's beyond ourselves?
Isn't it time to rise up against the noisome pestilence and say, "Enough--I see what all of the reports say, but by His stripes I am healed"? You may still choose to use the prescribed medicine or go through the recommended procedure, but now your focus is back on God. At any moment you are expecting the supernatural to come and God's providence to manifest. He has brought me here that He might be glorified in me in the midst of this thing. Even though it appears from the outward eye that I'm being preserved by man's methods, I'm not trusting in those things. Even though I'm partaking in them, I'm trusting in God, whose deliverance is sure and imminent. I'm living in faith, calling things that are not as though they were. Have you lost the ability to do that? Have you given up and trusted in the world? When was the last time that you called something that wasn't as though it was with boldness, believing it, not just parroting a doctrine?
"Well, how do I get back to that?"
Just get quiet and shut yourself in the secret place of the Most High. Stop trying to grade yourself by how many pills you might have taken or whatever procedure you might have gone through. It's all irrelevant; none of that will heal you and none of that will keep you from being healed. It's not about your physical healing. It's about the secret place, the presence of God, the glory of God. Lord, whatever You want to do in my life, I want You glorified.