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The Only Solid Thing.

Psalms 62 — When David stopped fighting back and found the one thing that doesn't move

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Key Takeaways

David named a dynamic everyone recognizes: compliments in public, sabotage in private — and then chose not to retaliate.
Every status marker, title, and achievement is literally lighter than air when weighed against God.
God holds both ultimate power and steadfast love at the same time — and that combination is the only truly solid thing in the universe.
When everything around you is unstable, stillness before God isn't passive — it's the most powerful thing you can do.

📢 Chapter 62 — The Only Solid Thing 🪨

This is in the middle of a storm. People are scheming against him. Allies are smiling to his face while plotting his downfall behind closed doors. Everything around him is unstable. And instead of raging, instead of scheming back, he does the last thing you'd expect — he goes quiet.

What comes out of that silence is a that reads more like a private journal entry than a song. Not a battle plan. Not a complaint. Just a man putting all his weight on the one thing he knows won't move.

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The Quietest Declaration 🤫

opened with something that sounds almost too simple:

My soul waits in silence — for God alone. From him comes my salvation.

He alone is my rock. My salvation. My fortress. I will not be greatly shaken.

No shouting. No dramatic entrance. Just a man standing in the middle of chaos and saying: I know where I'm standing, and it's solid. There's something striking about the fact that David's first move isn't action — it's stillness. In a world that tells you to respond immediately, fight back instantly, defend yourself in real time — David chose silence. Not because he had nothing to say. Because he knew who he was talking to.

The Leaning Wall 🧱

Then turned and addressed the people coming after him:

How long will you keep attacking? All of you — battering one man like a leaning wall, a tottering fence?

All they want is to drag him down from where he stands. They take pleasure in lies. They say kind things to your face and curse you the moment they turn around.

That image — a leaning wall, a tottering fence. That's how his enemies saw him. Something already tilting, just needing one more push. And the worst part? The people doing it were smiling while they did it. Compliments in public, sabotage in private. You've seen this dynamic. The coworker who your work in the meeting and undermines it in the email. The friend who's supportive to your face and skeptical behind your back. David knew exactly what that felt like. And he named it.

Say It Again 🔁

Here's where it gets interesting. repeated almost the same words he opened with — but not quite:

For God alone, O my soul, wait in silence. My hope comes from him.

He alone is my rock. My salvation. My fortress. I will not be shaken.

My salvation and my glory rest on God. My mighty rock, my refuge — it's God.

Catch the difference? The first time, he said "I will not be greatly shaken." Now he dropped the qualifier. Just: "I will not be shaken." Period. The more he sat in the silence, the more certain he became. That's what happens when you stop reacting and start resting. The fear doesn't disappear immediately — but the longer you stay, the smaller it gets.

And then David did something unexpected. He stopped talking to himself and turned outward:

Trust in him at all times, O people. Pour out your heart before him. God is a refuge for us.

He went from personal to communal in one breath. And notice what he invited people to do — "pour out your heart before him." Not perform for him. Not present your best self. Not up the mess before you bring it. Just pour. Everything. The anger, the confusion, the fear, the questions you don't have words for yet. Bring it all. He can hold it.

What Actually Weighs Something ⚖️

Then pulled back the curtain on something most people spend their whole lives chasing:

People of low position? They're a breath. People of high position? They're an illusion. Put them on the scales together — they're lighter than air.

Don't put your trust in taking from others. Don't set your hopes on what you can grab. If your wealth increases — don't anchor your heart to it.

Think about that for a second. It's not just the powerful who are weightless without God — it's everyone. Every status marker, every title, every portfolio, every follower count. Put it all on a scale against the weight of God, and it floats off. David wasn't saying ambition is wrong or success is bad. He was saying: don't anchor to it. Don't let it become the thing you can't lose. Because it is, by nature, the thing you will lose.

Then David landed the whole with two truths he said God himself had spoken:

Once God has spoken — twice I have heard this:

Power belongs to God. And to you, Lord, belongs steadfast love. You repay each person according to what they've done.

Power and . Both belong to God. Not one without the other. He's not powerful but distant. He's not loving but weak. He is both — fully, completely, at the same time. And that combination is the only solid thing in the entire universe. Everything else is breath. Everything else is vapor. But this — this holds.