Chasing security and safety

I find myself shaking my head in disbelief at the misplaced idea that we are "safe" and "secure" because we are well-armed, have a superior military force, have the biggest and the best of most anything and everything.  I don't know about you but the idea that citizens feel "safe" because they have guns stashed in their houses, or in their cars, or who knows where else, does not make me feel "safe" at all!  What do we mean by the words "safe and secure"?  What are the definitions we carry in our heads when we use those words?  It seems to me that "safe" means that no harm will come to me.  "Secure" means a feeling of certainty (I am sure, dear readers, that you have other ways of defining the terms) and yet when it comes right down to it, how can we be assured - ever - that no harm will come to us or that anything about us is certain?  I much prefer the heart-centered feeling that comes from trust, trust in Life, trust in the Universe, trust in the Spirit, trust in God, trust in whatever name may be the preferred noun to describe the Indescribable.  I may stumble and stub my toe or hit my shoulder against the wall or bang my head on the floor.  Does that mean that I am not safe?  I may entrust a friend with personal information or say something that is - to use Rev. Judy's expression - unskillful - and then find that my friend has betrayed me.  Does that mean I am not secure?
I am only as safe and secure as is my trust in my inner spiritual resources.  I am only as safe and secure as is my moment to moment reaction and response to what is going on in my world, my life, my body.  I am only as safe and secure as is my heart-felt and immediate sense of interconnection with all living things.
I cannot "chase" security and safety, I can only be the vessel through which security and safety can flow from the depths of my being through me into the world. 
I am so thankful that this is so, for me, today, this moment.
Thanks for it all!