We just finished singing our last worship song. The Pastor walked up to the podium. The congregation assumed he was going to give a benediction. Instead, he calmly made this announcement.
“The Sheriff’s department just informed me that we are on lockdown. There is a shooter in the area, and we ask that all of you remain in the sanctuary. For those of you with toddlers and children, you may get them and return to the sanctuary where we will be praying.”
Confusion. Worry. Concern.
We have all seen news stories about lockdowns. This was the first time I experienced it. Thankfully, within 20 minutes, the shooter was captured, and we were allowed to leave. However, the experience was disturbing. Ironically, just 4 days later, I witnessed another lockdown in the hospital next to the clinic where my wife was getting some lab work done. This time, a convict escaped from the hospital where he was receiving treatment and was hiding in a home across the street. Two police helicopters, a SWAT team, and at least a dozen police cars had sectioned off an entire block. I was barely able to leave.
Two lockdowns in less than a week. In both situations, the instructions were the same.
Stay where you are. Do not panic. Wait. That goes against instinct. When danger is near, we want to move. We want to fix. We want to control. We want information. But lockdown means surrendering movement.
God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.
Psalm 46:1 (ESV)
God reminds us that a refuge is not a place you run around in. It is a place you remain in. And then the verse we often quote — but rarely practice:
Be still, and know that I am God.
Psalm 46:10 (ESV)
Be still. Not because danger is imaginary. Not because fear is irrational. But because God is sovereign even when sirens are loud and helicopters circle overhead. In the sanctuary, parents retrieved their children and came back to pray. In the hospital parking lot, strangers looked at one another with unspoken concern. Two different places. Same lesson.
When threat surrounds you, where do you run? The disciples once panicked in a storm. Jesus was in the boat — yet they were afraid. Their circumstances were real. The waves were real. But so was the presence of Christ. Lockdowns expose something. They reveal what we trust. Do I trust police response times? Security systems? News updates? My own ability to calculate escape routes? Or do I trust the Lord who numbers my days before one of them comes to be?
Lockdown is forced stillness. Sometimes God allows external lockdowns to expose internal unrest. We may not face shooters every week. But we all face seasons where movement stops — retirement transitions, medical uncertainty, strained relationships, cultural instability. The instinct is always the same: escape. But faith often looks like staying put — under His authority, under His protection, under His providence. The church sanctuary did not make us safe. The hospital parking lot did not make us vulnerable. Safety has never ultimately been geographic. It is theological.
“The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous run to it and are safe.”
Proverbs 18:10 (ESV)
Notice: we run to Him. Then we stay.
Love and trust in the Lord; seek His will in your life.
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