There’s a whole lot of shaking going on right now. And it’s afflicting the whole family. We are trying to roll with the punches as they come at us from all directions. Everything feels topsy-turvy, upside-down and back-to-front, shaken and disturbed.

All we held dear, depended on, kept close is now drifting off into the distance and we grasp at straws, clutch at air and come up empty-handed. Because we ache for familiar, long for lasting and mourn the passing of “normal.” Careers, family, health, jobs, routine, stability, calm are all casualties of this storm.

Like a frightened, shaken child we seek shelter, a rock to cling to.Prayer become a desperate plea for help, other words fail us. Battered, bruised and battle-weary, we sink to our knees. Hope is still lifted banner-high because the One we hope in is ever-faithful.

Where our safety and hope is found

When earth shifts like sand beneath your feet and menacing mountains loom over you, where is shelter and safety to be found? Where it always is and always has been… in our Saviour’s arms. Safely sheltered by the Rock of Ages. Here, we can let down our guard and finally relax. He is ever-vigilant on our behalf and has already fought every battle for us.

Arms wrap tenderly around and gently hold our fretful hearts. He whispers close: I AM here. I AM able. I AM your safe place. Always.

The world mocks us with its promises. They fall like petals to the ground. There is nothing of substance to be found. Only Jesus is Truth, substance, hope, help and promises kept.

Truth be told, all looks scary in the eye of the storm but it’s the place where He meets with us most. In the teeth of trouble and trials. In the midst of mayhem and mess.

Things may not calm around us in an instant but we are given grace to slowly become calm, breathe easy, experience the blessed peace that passes human understanding. We gain courage from seeing tiny chinks of light appearing in the gathering gloom. Grace glimmers from afar.

Resting our shaken souls in God

Courage comes when we feel less shaken because of our faith in God. And we get brave enough to kick sand from our wilderness shoes and press on for one more step.. and the next… and so on. Because every battering from the enemy brings us one day closer to final victory—already secured in Christ—becoming a living reality.

We may be choking on sand, drowning with waves over our heads, bent over from burdens that cripple and maim our frames, but we’re only downtrodden for a season, not defeated for ever. Hope will rise strong again. Grace lifts our eyes to the hills from where our help comes from.

Though we might feel shaken, we are given grace to hope again

When everything that can be shaken feels like it’s happening to us, we can be encouraged by remembering:

“Do you see what we’ve got? An unshakable kingdom! And do you see how thankful we must be? Not only thankful, but brimming with worship” ~ Hebrews 12:28 (The Message)

Friend, I don’t know your personal circumstances, struggles or pain, but I wouldn’t mind betting that you’ve seen your fair share of storms and may be in the midst of one right now, yes? My lengthy travels on the road of faith have convinced me about the best Who we should take our troubles to.

Meanwhile, let us also support and encourage one another on the journey, press on with perseverance, look to His word, take hold of those wonderful, unshakable promises and wait for their final fulfilment to come.

I’m linking here today to share encouragement with Janis for Sunday Stillness and with Charlotte for Spiritual Sundays.