Oh the beauty of all the names of Psalm 91:1-2
The Most High
The Almighty
Jehovah
My Refuge
My Fortress.
If there breeds any doubt in the fragile nest of your thoughts,
be five-fold more assured of His Love in this verse for you.
Whatever the discussion, the danger, the dilemma, the distress, the difficulty, the dogma.
Whatever.
You have access to the Five-Fold Arms of God today.
Under the Divine Protection.
Under the Same God this day.
A friend texted me as I navigated a rough patch this week.
"You are His Favorite..." and I wept.
That Peculiar Care wrapped up and
thrown on us like a warm blanket.
Falling Forward on a very Good God.
Under His Merciful Hand.
Even in this.
DEAR GOD, PLEASE CHANGE US IN OUR 10,000 MOMENTS and assure us of Your Love in these things that tug at the corners of our heart. May we see You sitting on our bed as we arise tossled in the sheets; may we see You standing in the metal doorjams of our day; may we see You bending Your Ear to hear our every conversation; may we see You and Your Heart directing the watercourse of our stories today and always. Our Love, Me
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