Psalm 91:1-2 (Lilly’s Amplified))

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Those who live in the shelter of the Most High,

look to Him as a definitive defense, a protecting shadow, planted, rooted, and
intentionally stuck,

will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty,

find a peaceful sleep, a breathe-easy embrace in the threatening storm,
the coming chaos.

This I declare about the LORD: He alone is my refuge,

my place to regroup, recoup, and take quiet, desperate respite,

my place of safety,

protection from threats without and disabling fears within;

He is my God,

Provider, Healer, Revealer, the One Who sees, Lover, my Abba Daddy,

and I trust Him

because in this upside-down world, who have I but You.

Psalm 91:1-2 (NLB)

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Here in the Middle

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Somewhere, somehow,

I lost my purpose. Maybe

it is mixed in with my busy schedule or underneath the weight of these obligations.

I know I would recognize it again if I could catch just a glimpse of its shining.

It used to be easy to carry,

easy to store—always at the ready.

And even in storms and on rough paths, I tucked it carefully away

next to my heart for safe keeping, and it never failed to arrive with me at my destination.

But it is lost.

And I am not even sure how to retrace my steps.

Where do I begin to look for it after such a long time and such a long path?

Maybe my children took it with them by mistake when they gathered together their belongings and moved out.

Maybe it got lost in unrenewed contracts and the transition from vinyl to CD.

Maybe it…

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