I want to take a trip to Europe to see some of the old castles. Castles are magnificent for so many reasons! The walls whisper stories of love, betrayal, epic battles, joy, sorrow…history is written all over them. But what often comes to mind, for me, is the image of a family sitting together by a crackling fire in the great hall while a storm rages outside. The walls of the castle are so strong and thick that if it weren’t for the gentle patter of rain and the howling wind, the family would be completely unaware of the storm. It’s the same way for us if we make the Lord our castle in the storm. The LORD is our refuge, our strong fortress, our hiding place. His arms are the castle walls, the warmth of the fire is His love.
My friend pointed out another aspect to this idea and I couldn’t say it any better. He said, “When you go and see the old ruins from ages past, they are all starting to crumble in one way or another; some more than others, but all of them show wear and tear. Jesus Christ, our strong Tower, our Castle of castles, does not crumble even under the highest stress and the most tumultuous batterings. There isn’t a scratch on Him except for that one place where He has been scarred for our sins…and that is the centerpiece in His hall of trophies – the biggest thing that He did for His glory, was to send His son so that we could live with Him. Nothing can ever get at us when we hide ourselves in the Castle.” NOTHING can ever get at us when we hide ourselves in the Castle. NOTHING!
Whatever storm you may be experiencing, a warm fire is waiting for you in the great hall in the Castle of castles. The walls are strong, they won’t fail you. You are safe in the Castle.
thank you for sharing this…so beautifully written. and such an encouragement.