Lord, how many are my foes!
How many rise up against me!
Many are saying of me,
“God will not deliver him.”
But you, Lord, are a shield around me,
my glory, the One who lifts my head high.
I call out to the Lord,
and he answers me from his holy mountain.
People sometimes say, derisively, “religion is a crutch.” I have no hesitation in saying they are right. My faith is a crutch. It is something for me to lean on because I know that in myself I do not have the resources or strength, because of my brokenness, to be renewed.
I, with David, acknowledge that God (in Christ), is my shield and defender. Without that crutch I would have been flat on my face a long, long time ago!