“Lord, you have been our dwelling place
in all generations…
from everlasting to everlasting you are God…
For a thousand years in your sight
are but as yesterday when it is past,
or as a watch in the night.”
“He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say to the Lord, ‘My refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust.’
He will deliver you from the snare of the fowler
and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his pinions,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness is a shield and buckler.
You will not fear the terror of the night,
nor the arrow that flies by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in darkness,
nor the destruction that wastes at noonday…
Because you have made the Lord your dwelling place—
the Most High, who is my refuge—
no evil shall be allowed to befall you…
For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways.
On their hands they will bear you up…
Because he holds fast to me in love, I will deliver him;
I will protect him, because he knows my name.
When he calls to me, I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble;
I will rescue him and honor him.
With long life I will satisfy him
and show him my salvation.” Psalm 90:1-2,4; 91:1-6,9-12a,14-16
“I the Lord do not change; therefore you… are not consumed.” Malachi 3:6
We never know what a day may hold. While the earth spins round and the sun also rises, our moments and expectations can be jolted or shattered in an instant. Crushing news. An accident. War, loss, disease, death. Hours pass and seasons turn in heartful rhythm while we clamor, choke, grieve, fear at brokenness that strikes, looms, suffocates. Where is reprieve? Where recourse, or consolation?

The shadow of the Almighty may be dark, but it is safe. We may not see far ahead, but find security in this dwelling place, within the guarding of angels and unshakable salvation. Here is refuge of soul, here time and trembling are held.
What is it that threatens? What present frightful reality, what shadowy unknown? Would we hide in the exquisite, unshakable, indescribable shelter that is God?
The One who orders time and space
is not alarmed but reigns with grace.
He rules the storms, He stills the sea,
He calls His child, ‘Come dwell with Me.
Nothing comes but through My hand,
and I am guiding to the bright fair land
where safe are you who know My name,
in peace you’re held, and turmoil’s tamed.
My love abounds, My strength and care
are yours to hold and be held there.’ (PEB)
“Crown him the Lord of life,
who triumphed o’er the grave,
and rose victorious in the strife
for those he came to save;
his glories now we sing
who died and rose on high,
who died eternal life to bring,
and lives that death may die.
Crown him the Lord of years,
the potentate of time,
creator of the rolling spheres,
ineffably sublime.
All hail, Redeemer, hail!
for thou hast died for me;
thy praise shall never, never fail
throughout eternity.” ~ Matthew Bridges (1851)
Great Father, help me entrust all brokenness to Your ineffable love, supremacy, and goodness.









