It’s funny that my 2 boys are obsessed with making forts. Their medium of choice is the couch cushions, pillows, and tons of blankets. Usually our couch is bare by about 9am and a massive fort has overtaken the living room floor. When I say they are obsessed, I’m talking this is a daily occurrence – usually once in the morning and then we clean up (why do we do this?), once in the afternoon and then we clean up (this time because my hubby will come home soon and I want the house to look a little less like a demolition site), and then once again with daddy when he gets home. And of course, I clean up again before bed. Today as I was, you guessed it, cleaning up, I wondered why they loved this so much. Why have all our toys grown old after a week but fort building remains strong? It made me think how all of our souls innately crave safety, and I’ll go even further to say, we innately crave the safety of a fortress. I started asking myself, “What is my safe place? When do I feel the most at peace?” Some answers that came to my head were startling…like “when my house is clean” or “when I’m exercising as much as I’d like”. There is nothing wrong with having a clean house and enjoying exercise but both are incredibly unsafe,unreliable “forts”. My boys are 4 and 2. They build some pretty creative forts but they are by no means structural engineers at this point in their lives. Their forts are so unreliable. The tiniest bump of an elbow sends the couch pillows crashing on their (hard) little heads. The same is true of some of my “safe places”. The tiniest change in health or schedule can totally topple the things I unknowingly rely on for sanity. God, in His great mercy and kindness, brought to mind many verses in His word to bring me back to Him, the One True Fortress. 2 Samuel 22:2-3 was particularly powerful, “The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer, my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold and my refuge, my Savior; you save me from violence.” I love all the things this verse tells me about my God – He is my Rock, Fortress, Deliverer, Refuge, Shield, Salvation, Stronghold, my Savior. He is reliable, faithful, able to be trusted. He keeps my soul safe. In light of Him, all my “forts” look worse than the ones my boys build. In truth, my forts are weak and ugly traps, set for my soul’s own destruction.
Lord, let me run away from all false forts and run straight to You, my faithful Fortress. You are my soul’s only safe place. Thank you. Amen