Finding True Security

So I'll just admit it, I'm kinda crazy about Beth Moore. It's the combination of humor and her contagious devotion to God that inspires me so much. But most of all, she challenges me to think and ask myself the hard questions when it comes to my faith journey. 

A few years ago, I worked through her Psalms of Ascent study. There were too many takeaways to even summarize. But one in particular really hit home. It was a lesson on where to find true security. I found myself pondering what exactly security means to me and what I cling to in order to feel it on a daily basis. I think we as human beings, and perhaps more specifically as women, were wired by God with a need for security - in body, spirit and soul.

So where do I, as a Mom working hard to raise up a healthy, functioning family look to satisfy my deep desire for security? Do I find it in the homey comforts and luxuries that I get to live with each day? Do I find it in the fact that no one I love is currently sick or dying? Do I find it in a paycheck? In my marriage? In my biblical knowledge or the value I add to various ministries?

Beth says, "Even if our security is in something God has given us - our gifts, talents, loved ones, church family, consistent victory, passion for His Word - our seemingly secure mountain ultimately will fall into the sea. We can grow secure in the favor God has shown us, but God's favor and His person are not synonymous. If our trust is in the manifestations of God's favor rather than God Himself, we will crumble like dry clay when He calls us to walk a distance of our journeys entirety by faith and not by sight."


I give God the glory all day long for the things that I have. I loooove to give him credit for his "manifestations of favor", as Beth so eloquently put it. I praise Him in public and in private. So I'm good right?! I have faith! 

But do I? 

It is certainly right to give him glory. But when I praise Him for the blessings, I am missing the point if I assume they are what will ultimately get me through this life. The blessings themselves are not why he is good. Oh, I pray I can model this well for my children!

Because if I'm being honest, I worship comfort and predictability. I worship the wealthy American luxuries I live with each day -- a house, lots of good food to eat, my education, my closet full of clothes, my healthy children. I also put a heck of a lot of stake in my reputation and my identity as a wife and mom. What if all of those things were gone tomorrow? What if my earthly securities failed me? Would I still praise Him? Would I be able to fall back on God himself and not on things and people and blessings?

I'm working to let all this all sink into my bones. I want true, unchanging security. I want a life marked by a deeply rooted faith and the ability to laugh without fear of the future (Proverbs 31:25). But that requires frequent examination of where I find my security. If I proclaim that God is good while life is easy, I better be sure those are the same words I will utter when life is hard. 


Bri Carlisle is a wife and mother-of-two living in the Philadelphia area, where it doesn't feel like Spring until June. ;) Needless to say, she is quite anxious to hang up her winter coat and break out the kinds of shoes that don't require socks to be worn with them. You can find her over at her personal blog, Woven, or on her favorite place to hang out, Instagram.


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