Psalm 46

"God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble."

What a comfort!  What a truth to dwell on when all seems to be in chaos and turmoil, and we find ourselves at the end of the proverbial rope.  What wonderful hope these words ignite in my heart when I recite them to comfort my soul.

We can know that He is with us.  He isn't distracted or absent.  For those who trust Him....He doesn't have to be summoned, or appeased like pagan gods.

Because of this, we can live life without fear.  Trouble seems overwhelming (note the cataclysmic language) like the turmoil of raging waters, but we know that our God is with us and will deliver.
Habakkuk knows this concept of peace in troubled times too.  In his oracle, he is shown by God the drastic way He will deal with not only Israel, but her enemies also.  Habakkuk is so overwhelmed by what he hears that his knees shake!  Then he declares, ".....I will quietly wait,".
Though all that is normal around him should fail to be normal,he will rejoice in the Lord, and let Him be his strength, for He will place his feet on solid ground and guard his steps.

We know of a better life to come......where a peaceful, life giving river runs through a city where God dwells.  We will have no fear of being 'moved', or shaken out of our place.  In the end of time, God Himself will overwhelm the nations that rage with His great power, and the result will be quite cataclysmic!    We, His people, will dwell in a new city where there is no turmoil, only the peace of living in God's presence forever.

"Be still, and know that I am God....."  Stop fretting about the future.  Stop worrying.  Don't be anxious or fearful.  Stop being self-sufficient and submit to Him!  He, and He alone holds the future!   God is God, and THAT will never change!
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Psalm 46 is known as Martin Luther's psalm because it inspired him to write the well loved hymn, A Mighty Fortress is Our God

A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing.
Our helper, he, amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing.
For still, our ancient foe doeth seek to work us woe;
his craft ad power are great, and armed with cruel hate,
on earth is not his equal.

Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing.
Were not the right man on our side, the man of God's own choosing.
Dost ask who that may be?  Christ Jesus, it is he!
Lord Sabaoth his name, from age to age the same,
and He must win the battle.

And though this world with devils filled, should threaten to undo us.
We will not fear, for God hath willed his truth to triumph through us.
The prince of darkness grim, we tremble not for him;
his rage we can endure, for lo! his doom is sure;
one little word shall fell him.

That Word above all earthly powers, no thanks to them,  abideth.
The Spirit and the gifts are ours through him who with us sideth.
Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also;
the body they may kill; God's truth abideth still;
the kingdom is forever!