A Safe Place in an Unsafe World

I love the Super bowl. I know I have written my last two posts on how I love the Olympics, but I really love the Super Bowl. Even when my team, the Cowboys, are not playing I love to watch the Super Bowl. And I am not one of those I only watch the Super Bowl for the commercials people, I watch the Super Bowl to watch football.

One reason I like Super Bowl Sunday is because I like eating food with my fingers that I would never prepare and call diner any other night of the year. We eat food like chips, dips, queso and wings at our Super Bowl party and calories don’t count on Super Bowl Sunday.

This year my husband was out of town so it was just going to be me and Mikayla for Super Bowl Sunday. I told her she could invite some friends over since I was going to make a bunch of food and we needed some people to help eat it. For the first time ever I watched the Super Bowl with 5 15 year old girls, or should I say I watched the Super Bowl and they talked. Let me tell you, it was the loudest Super Bowl party I have ever been a part of.

I watched the game and they played games and talked about boys. I don’t think I heard a word that was said by the commentators about the game because the noise level in my house was equivalent to watching a football game next to a jet engine.

I have to say, it was a fun day. I love having Mikayla’s friends in our home and I love hearing what 15 year old girls like to talk about.


I want our house to be a safe place for teenagers to hang out. I want it to be a place where they can feel comfortable, where they can talk about boys and anything else.

The same way that I want our home to be a safe place for teenagers, God wants to be that safe place for us. Psalm 18:2 says, “The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my savior; my God is my rock, in whom I find protection. He is my shield, the power that saves me, and my place of safety.” (NLT)

In a world that offers very few safe places, God offers to be our safe place. God invites us to come into his house, eat his food, take off our shoes and get comfortable. He offers us a place to sit and talk about whatever is on our mind. He lets us sit in silence or to be as loud as a bunch of 15 year olds.


Psalm 18:19 says, “He led me to a place of safety; he rescued me because he delights in me.” Just as I delight in Mikayla and in her friends, God delights in me and in you. He delights in who we are, not in who we will one day be, but in who we are right now.

We may have people who like us and enjoy being with us, but there is no one who delights in being with us more than God delights in being with us. We don’t have to impress him, we don’t have to prove anything to him, we get to just be.

Do you allow God to be your safe place? Do you rush daily to be in his presence?

God wants us to come to him, enjoy his presence and allow Him to be our safe place.