Are You In the Lion’s Den?


I will lift up my eyes to the mountains; From where shall my help come? My help comes from the Lord, Who made heaven and earth. Psalm 121: 1-2

If you’ve been reading my current blog posts, you know of my current penchant for VeggieTales.  It’s funny that, now, as an adult, I’m seeing so much more in those songs than I ever have before.

They are lifting me up at a time when I dearly need it.  And, once again, I see God using music in my life.

Today, I was listening to a very short song about Daniel in the lion’s den, and how he could have easily supposed the final outcome.  But, he didn’t.  He put it in God’s hands. (Something I didn’t realize was that Daniel was most likely over 80 when this happened.)

I know the past few posts have focused so strongly on my own problems.  Yet, as I listened to the little song at the end of this blog, I realized that each one of us faces our own particular lion, feeling cornered in a den where we feel we can’t get away.

Chronic illness is kinda like that.  It’s not something we can just walk away from.  And the name of the lion(s) differs for each of us.

But the fear that can come from facing that lion on our own, is probably similar.

Over and over, I ask myself, how do people do this without God?

I try to imagine Daniel in the lion’s den, with no hope in God.  And, in essence, it was for following God that he was placed in that lion’s den in the first place.  How easy it would have been for him to blame God for the whole mess.

I think that happens with chronic illness, too.  Sometimes, we blame God for our circumstances, and then walk away from the only one who can help us through them.

I know, if you are reading this post, that you have at least some hope that God can help you - even though you may not be sure how.

Or, you may know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, just exactly where your help lies.

So, as you face your lion’s den, today … remember … our help comes from the Lord who made heaven and earth. And if He could do that - He can do anything - even keep you safe in the lion’s den until the stone is rolled away.

Father God, thank you for the many ways you encourage us - from silly little children’s songs, to stories found in Your word, to the prayers of those around us.  Help us to always remember just exactly where our help comes from and to look for it in no other place.  Amen and amen.

Painting by Briton RivièreManchester City Art Gallery

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