Where I find Safety
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WHERE I FIND SAFETY

 

It’s no secret our world can be a dangerous place. We want to keep ourselves and our loved ones safe. I can’t guarantee anyone’s safety but I found something we can do.

There’s a place we can go to find safety. I learned this from an experience many years ago and again recently.

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Finding Safety

It was 1994, the year after my mom passed away and I was a mess emotionally. Having worked through a lot of baggage to repair our relationship my mom and I had gotten very close. Losing her took my sense of security away. A part of me felt lost and unsafe. Grief does that to you.

For many years I’d carried a desire in my heart to go on a mission trip. Every time an opportunity arose I’d pray about it but never felt permitted to go. I’d almost given up that dream when the opportunity arose in 1994 for a work mission trip. It was to a country I wasn’t familiar with and didn’t know where it was. Guatemala.

Although I didn’t know it, Guatemala was in the midst of a civil war in 1994.

I sheepishly prayed expecting a no but instead, I got a yes. I was so excited. My husband fully supported my dream, agreeing to hold down the fort with our two young teenagers for 10 days right before Christmas.

Not long after signing up people started asking me if I was scared to go. I had no idea why I would be. They informed me Guatemala was in the middle of a civil war and the people were hostile because they were afraid of foreigners.

Fear started talking to me but a prevailing peace remained inside pointing to the yes. I didn’t know anything but to trust the yes I was given.

I didn’t know anything but to trust the yes I was given. Click To Tweet

I was nervous about many things on the trip but my safety was not one of them.

I saw trucks full of army men with big guns and other things that were not safe. Our host told us how to act in certain danger areas. We listened and followed his directions. He took us to see parts of his country. Some were beautiful. Some broke your heart.

Here are a few photos.

Where I find safety
A marimba band at a restaurant and some ruins
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Inside the market meat and fish sit open on the table for sale A family outside the market A little hut someone lives in
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The garbage dump where people live A closer look kids sitting at the top The smell was nauseating I dont know how people can live there Heartbreaking
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I learned to lay cinder block Me and my buddy Cony one of the girls at the home we went to help gotta love my hair fanny pack lol

Our team accomplished a lot for the girls home. Our trip was without any incident and I returned home safely.

Even in the midst of all the countries dangers, I’d been kept safe.

But I also felt safe—because of where my trust was.

I found a safety to remember. A place where I put my trust.

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Trusting that Safety

I recently returned from on another international trip. It wasn’t a mission trip. This trip was for my husband and me to celebrate our wedding anniversary.

While planning our trip we prayed—as usual. But we had trouble deciding where to go. Every place we looked into I didn’t feel right about. Not a direct no, but I felt no sense of safety. We kept praying and looking. One day I felt peace about a certain place so we booked our trip to a new resort in the Dominican Republic. We did the same with the excursions. We were excited.

But then…

Just like before my trip to Guatemala, I started hearing dangers of the country I was going to. For example, there was a couple who’d gone to the same beach we were going to that came home with a disease. The story was all over the news and social media. I learned of crime and other health dangers. Fear started talking to me.

We took precautions – registered with STEP and made sure our family knew where we were going to be. But it wasn’t enough.

I ran to my place of safety.

The place where my faith connected to the one I trust as my protector. Click To Tweet

The place where my faith connected to the one I trust as my protector. The one who said I could go to Guatemala said I could go to the Dominican Republic.

I clung to yes I was given.

All the other locations we looked into—didn’t feel safe. It wasn’t about where I was going but who was going with me. Putting my trust in Him was my place of safety.

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This trust carried me through the emotionally stressful times when my surroundings felt unsafe. For example:

  • When we arrived, we couldn’t find the transportation we’d arranged and were surrounded by a huge language barrier.
  • Once we located them we were told they didn’t have our reservation.
  • When we finally made it to our destination they didn’t have our room.
  • With many empty promises and so sorry’s they shuffled us around until after midnight.
  • We didn’t have the option of bottled beverages—would what we drank make us sick?
  • The black mold that formed in our shower, that took two days for them to clean—was it toxic?
  • We got notified of possible credit card fraud and were locked out of our account—how do we deal with this in a foreign country?

Many other issues arose where the lack of trust in those around us was profound—but the trust I had placed beforehand is where I reached for safety.

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Here are a few pictures.

WHERE I FIND SAFETY
Our windy beach lots of walking water activities
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Us at our ziplining place me on the line beautiful on the mountain but so much poverty in the country We bought some things at their gift shop where a portion of sales goes to support a school
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Nightly live music dancing some wonderful people pineapple Melissa me and my precious Francesca our chef at Zen
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ATV tour to a little village where Leo taught us how they make coffee cacao mamajuana and tea We got a taste of each We bought some cacao a portion of the sale goes to the community
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From the village we were led to the mall to see an underground cave We had the opportunity to give our American riding gloves to the manager at Wal mart and our ATV tour guide after our ride
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After the mall we were taken to Macao Beach but the red flags were up signaling dangerous undertow no swimming There were many people on the beach selling wares and wanting money for holding a parrot and a monkey
It wasn't about where I was going but who was going with me. Click To Tweet

There were times I wondered why we had so many issues if this was where we’d been directed to go. I have some guesses but I may never know. One might be a few wonderful people we encountered we’d never have met otherwise. They enlarged my world.

One example is a particular young lady I had the opportunity to communicate love to in a deeply touching way. All the trouble was worth it for that one encounter. But there were more.

And I did make it home safely. But I learned safe doesn’t mean easy and trust is always required.

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Danger Everyday

We can erroneously believe we are safe in places where there is no appearance of danger. In truth, there is danger all around us. I believe safety is found only in the place of trust I talked about.

We can erroneously believe we are safe in places where there is no appearance of danger. In truth, there is danger all around us Click To Tweet

Some put their trust in their own judgment. I don’t trust myself enough all by myself. I know need help. There are things I don’t know. Every day I put my trust in God for safety. One way I do this is listening to this song every morning.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GsHqQU9GCf8

 

What Next

  • How safe do you feel?
  • What do you do to keep you and your loved ones safe?
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Danielle Bernock
Author, Coach, and Speaker helping men, women, and organizations EMERGE with clear vision of their value, TAKE ownership of their choices, and CHART a path to their promise, becoming Victorious Souls who Embrace The Change from survive to thrive through the power of the love of God

Danielle Bernock

Author, Coach, and Speaker helping men, women, and organizations EMERGE with clear vision of their value, TAKE ownership of their choices, and CHART a path to their promise, becoming Victorious Souls who Embrace The Change from survive to thrive through the power of the love of God

This Post Has 8 Comments

  1. Michael

    Very well written! Loved the pics!

    1. Danielle Bernock

      Thank you, Michael.

  2. daniebothawriter

    Danielle,
    Seems you love living dangerously!
    Then again, it’s the safest place to be.—when we are where we should be.
    And, being obedient.
    Thanks!

    1. Danielle Bernock

      You’re welcome, Danie.
      I guess you could say I measure danger lol. Some won’t zip-line but I love it. But then I’ve thought of sky diving and can’t do it. The risk is too scary for me.
      Thanks for reading and commenting.

  3. Wow, what an adventure! Danger is all around us, your right! It’s good to know we are in Gods hands.

    1. Danielle Bernock

      Thanks, Nicole.

  4. Wonderful! The pictures really bring it to life. I agree that “safety” is more internal than external. I have been in plenty of supposed “dangerous” places without incident.

    1. Danielle Bernock

      Thank you, Kate. I’m kind of a picturaholic lol. It was difficult to choose which ones to share. Glad you enjoyed them.

      I’m thankful you came out of dangerous places without incident as well. Thanks for sharing.

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