Several times on holiday we found ourselves climbing the steep slopes to visit towns and cities well protected by fortress walls. Often the only parking was at the bottom of the hill which although murder on the legs meant that once we were inside the walls all was peaceful and still, basking in the heat of the afternoon. I found myself imagining what it must have been like in times gone by when those who risked invasion were able to shelter behind these walls , the sense of protection they offered when t he gates were closed and the people inside.

 

Not surprisingly the psalmists used the same imagery when talking about God's protection over us, walking in that landscape it became much clearer what they meant and how strong that protection is. I will enjoy that imagine over the coming year whenever I feel overwhelmed, that there is a fortress wall I can enter and be kept safe.

"God has shown that there is safety with him inside the fortresses of the city." Psalm 48 vs 3