“God is my refuge and my strength.”
This is something I have learned during my time at YWAM Louisville. There were so many times when I was broken down inside, whether from my past or due to other struggles. I found myself running to God so often–for comfort, peace, rest and refuge from the lies in my head. He was preparing my heart to understand His own heart and how He longs to comfort us.
One night, while we were still in Kentucky, I couldn’t sleep so I locked myself in the bathroom and demanded God meet me there (as if I had the authority to demand that). Still, He did meet me. It was beautiful! I cried, praised, and talked to Him through most of the night. Finally, I found the rest I needed…in Him. After that night, I knew I could count on Him to be there for me. This was just the beginning.
Our class found out that we would be going to Greece and Germany for our outreach, where we would be working with refugees. When I found this out, I was very excited. Working with refugees was something that had been on my heart for a while, but I never thought it was something I would be able to do. Jesus had other plans.
I remember one night in Athens, Greece, we were out praising God and asking people if they needed prayer. Not many responded, but for the few that did, it blessed us so much to be able to reach out to them with the hope we ourselves had found in Jesus! A lady from another team that had been teaching English to a few of the refugee girls received some news about her students’ father, who had been running from the Taliban. The girls came to class in tears the next day, and their teacher didn’t know how to respond other than to cry with them. She was heartbroken. We all came together to pray for them and their family. I didn’t know what to say in that moment. I knew God would comfort them, and that He was the only One who gives them the solace they needed in that moment. I was instantly taken back to a point in my life when I remembered feeling so hopeless. My heart broke for them, and in that instance, Jesus showed me how things that break us, break Him as well. Yet God is still strong enough to mend our wounds.
As our time in Greece was coming to a close, I couldn’t help but reflect on all the things that were happening in my life and in the lives we were impacting on outreach. I believe the Lord’s message to us all is the amazing refuge and comfort He wants to be for each of us when we feel broken, He is our strength. When we feel homeless, He is our home. Even to the refugees. The Lord was showing me how powerful He is, and that we don’t need to be afraid.
He showed me that He truly is “our refuge and strength.”