Our Dwelling Place

Recent news stories have reported on the terrible droughts, red tides, wildfires, and tornadoes ravaging our nation. And now we are keeping a wary eye on the horizon as we chart a major hurricane taking aim at the mid-Atlantic coastline. There doesn’t seem to be an end to this onslaught of natural disasters.

When you hear the heart-wrenching stories and see the photos of the lives that are impacted by these events, do you ever ask, “Where are you, Lord?”

I think this is a common question today, and I confess that I sometimes struggle to find comfort in the midst of turmoil, whether natural or man-made. The only place I can turn for answers is my Bible. God’s Word is my greatest source of comfort and peace, and I know that I am not alone.

“Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.””
‭‭Psalm‬ ‭91:1-2‬

“If you say, “The Lord is my refuge,” and you make the Most High your dwelling, no harm will overtake you, no disaster will come near your tent.”
‭‭Psalm‬ ‭91:9-10‬

By the grace of God, my family has never suffered such a disaster. I can only imagine the fear and anguish that follow the devastating loss of life and home.

But when the storm has passed, I am once again reminded of the healing power of God’s love, and the promise of hope. We see people coming together — often total strangers — as neighbors and communities care for one another and help to rebuild shattered lives.

Where is God?

  • He is in the healing hands that comfort the broken-hearted.
  • He is in the outstretched arms embracing the frightened children.
  • He is in the tired feet of the aid workers, providing clothing, meals and shelter to disaster victims.

This is truly how Jesus wanted us to respond to our brothers and sisters in need. He is our dwelling place before, during and after the storm.