Surrounded

There are little black bugs everywhere!  On the side of the house, in the porch swing, on the vehicles, on the screened porch – everywhere.  Dustin sat his tea glass down on the porch rail and within minutes, they were in his tea.  Spit, cough, spit, cough …

How precious that eternal God is our dwelling place and rest, and underneath are everlasting arms.  “The eternal God is your refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms … ” (Deuteronomy 33:27)  How wonderful the soul of man has its perfect resting place in God, supported by divine strength.  The heart has learned to live in Christ Jesus and lean on Him day and night.  Spurgeon says we are like Noah’s dove, “weary and about to drop into the destroying waters. But Noah puts out his hand, takes her, and draws her into the ark. (Genesis 8:9).”  Just like the dove, we find safety and refuge in God’s hand and are covered on all side.  We are sustained when we abide in the secret place of the Most High, in the shadow of the Almighty.  We can safe with complete confidence, “He is my refuge and my fortress; my God, in Him I will trust.” (Psalm 91:1)  He’s everywhere!