A Refuge for the Needy

The Inescapable God
God Protects
Isaiah 25:1-5 (The Message)
^1-5 God, you are my God. I celebrate you. I praise you.
You've done your share of miracle-wonders,
   well-thought-out plans, solid and sure.
Here you've reduced the city to rubble,
   the strong city to a pile of stones.
The enemy Big City is a non-city,
   never to be a city again.
Superpowers will see it and honor you,
   brutal oppressors bow in worshipful reverence.
They'll see that you take care of the poor,
   that you take care of poor people in trouble,
Provide a warm, dry place in bad weather,
   provide a cool place when it's hot.
Brutal oppressors are like a winter blizzard
   and vicious foreigners like high noon in the desert.
But you, shelter from the storm and shade from the sun,
   shut the mouths of the big-mouthed bullies.

For Reflection
Take a good look around you.  Who are the needy?  Who suffers from the tryanny of our times?  How can the "Big City" be reduced to rubble?  Spend some time this week thinking about Christ's life and ministry.  How does "The Way" counteract the "Big City?"

Pray
asking God to lead you to the resolution of little conflicts.  Ask Him for the courage and confidence you need to avoid the subtle perversion of our times.