The other day I drove downtown to meet an attorney on some critical business matters. All I can say is copyright law can be confusing and terribly expensive. His office is in one of the tall towers gracing the downtown skyline with its numerous microwave and television antennas piercing the afternoon clouds. They sprout from the rooftop like giant feelers alongside an array of satellite dishes resembling huge and unforgiving eyes.
Since my appointment would likely be lengthy I decided to park in the building’s underground garage rather than feeding quarters to the parking meter on the street far below. I found a spot close to the elevator and began my ascent to the 23rd floor.
The meeting lasted a few hours and was very productive. Afterwards I found my car and as I was handing the young attendant my now validated parking ticket her boyfriend entered the booth and sat beside her. I commented how cozy they looked and she remarked that he would stay until her shift was over, a time well past dark. He was there protecting his fiancée. What does this say about the times in which we live?
We all need protection in one form or another. Physical safety or an emotional refuge may be the worldly goal but I would prefer to focus on what I call “spiritual security.” It is found by trusting God in all matters through faith and by obedience.
Paul writes these inspired words found in Romans 8:28:
“And we know that in all things God works
for the good of those who love him,
who have been called according to his purpose.”
Or the wonderful reassuring words written by Jeremiah,
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD,
“plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”
God is the only true protector. His gift of grace is our lasting security.