The Master is our refuge

Throughout these years that I've been taking care of TJ, I realised that he has only one fear- thunder storm. Every time there is a storm, TJ would be afraid and bark endlessly until I go to him, to give him a pat and a stroke to calm him down, then he would feel secure. Because he knows that I'm his master and I love him, and he trusts me. Whatever his fears, if I'm there, he will feel safer. Hmm..I guess I still have a lot to learn from this boy...

Last week has been a really hectic week, school work is piling up and on top of that, I still to work every night for my dad (actually Thank God for the providence), and I feel so helpless in brother's situation. I became tired, tired physically, emotionally and mentally. I reached for my Master, for his presence and His strength, I reached for His words in the midst of my storm. Unlike TJ, who can see and touch me, I can't see or touch my Lord. I can't always feel His presence. But God is still faithful, through my reading of His words, he is constantly assuring me that He is my rock, my fortress and my strong tower. Through the many sermons that was spoken these few weeks, He wants me to put my security in Him and to find joy running this race along with Him. Indeed, with a God like that, I don't have to fear. I must trust in Him!