He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust… Psalms 91:4
I love the metaphor of God covering us with his wings. The image is one of comfort, safety, protection and rest. When the busyness of the day or the weight of the world begins to overwhelm, I imagine myself as Chicken Little running into the shadow of His wings. But seldom do I really, I mean really, go there. Too busy, I must run off and make lunch, and clean messes, and fold laundry, and work out, and find the cure for autism. “… How often have I longed to gather your children together, as a bird gathers her nestlings under her wings–and you refused.” Matt 23:37 (NIV)
Have you ever been aware of an underlying sadness or discontent in your hectic pace? I have. And I suspect it comes from ignoring the refuge that the Lord has provided, and that is, Himself. The psalmist implies that there is rejoicing in the shadow of His wings, and an acknowledgement of God’s constant help (Ps. 63:7). Worries shelved, fears and sorrows traded in for a time of sweet rest and joy in the Lord our strength. Ahhhh! Don’t worry about the how’s and why’s and where’s, just run, Chicken Little, run to Him.
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