“You did WHAT?” I asked my fifteen-year-old son. Rushing into the restroom, I peered into the white bowl. Shaking my head in disbelief, I sighed and turned to Seth. “I’m sorry, honey. PD Bear is gone.” Connor had unceremoniously flushed what remained of his little brother’s blanket down the toilet. Whoosh! With no more than a gurgle and a quick jerk of the silver handle, Seth’s security disappeared.
It didn’t matter that PD Bear had faded from a bright blue to a dingy grey or that its once silken fabric had lost its sheen. Seth had depended on “him” since babyhood. PD had been more than a blanket. He had been a cape, a hat, and pet. PD had provided comfort, support, and security.
There have been moments I’ve wanted to revert to childhood–or at least a time–when I’ve gained as much strength from something. Can you relate? When life seems to be headed in an unexpected direction or the day’s concerns loom large in the corners of your mind, wouldn’t you love to be wrapped up in a security greater than yourself…your husband…your bank account…?
Better than something, God is the Someone who can provide us with the security we seek. In him we will find comfort (Isaiah 51:12), peace (Ephesians 2:14), and protection (Psalm 5:11). His strength and redemption are our strength, dear friend. They are our everlasting security.
