mutterlandwort
Hiding place

Psalm 32:7
You are my hiding place;

you will protect me from trouble
and surround me with songs of deliverance.

I love this verse. And the beautiful symbolism of it. Lord, you are my hiding place. The place where there is always peace that transcends understanding. The place where we turn to when people attack us with the twisted half-truths of this fallen world, the place where we seek solace after we wake up from nightmares that we just don't seem to be able to shake off, even after hours of being awake.
This is one of the most powerful ways God speaks to me, by surrounding me with songs of deliverance. Reminders of Jesus' blood that covers my sins, reminders of the blood that bought me from a place of darkness to bring me into an evershining light. Reminders that I find in the Scripture, in prayer, in poetry, in music. Songs he puts in my heart when I need a hiding place.

 

18.6.08 15:11
 


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