Walk Of Life – Day 14, November 2022 – Thoughts From The Book Of Psalms

Psalms 91: 4 He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.

Hiding under the Shadow of His Wings

Under His wings – what a safe place to be! Picture a bird in the storm having tiny birds under its wing. She would want to move to a place of safety in the storm but she chooses to stay there, face the storm, protect her little birds and then after the storm is passed she would take them to a place of safety.

The Lord, your protector protects you from:

• ‘Every trap’ (Psalm 91:3);
• ‘The fatal plague’ (Psalm 91:3);
• ‘The plague that stalks in darkness’ (Psalm 91:6);
• ‘The terrors of the night – the dangers of the day’ (Psalm 91:5).

But then we are tempted to ask, Lord why? why did you allow so many to pass away due to COVID, why do we still lose so many loved ones to cancer? Lord why…if you would protect us from all evil then why Lord?

He is all-sovereign…all things work together for good. When we hide under the shadow of His wings, through the most difficult trial, he will carry us through. In our finite minds, we will never understand but when we trust in Him, He will take care of us. There are so many unseen dangers He has protected us from. When we rest in His presence, nothing can scare us or harm us. We just rest there secure. The storms will come, the wind will blow, but I will stay in perfect peace because I trust in the shadow of His mighty wings. What a great comfort. This poem is almost a paraphrase of Psalm 91 in my own words.

“The dense fiery storm stared into my eyes,
The wind, the turbulence, the dark scary clouds,
The roaring waves, the furious sea,
The dreadful, gloomy, windy night,
Yet dear Lord was I not afraid,
For I hid myself under your feathers,
I took refuge in the shadow of your wings.

The roaring lion, the deceptive serpent, the ferocious wolves,
Tried to frighten me with their snares and traps,
The arrows, the bullets, and the darts of evil,
Were hurled at me with tremendous aim,
Yet dear Lord was I not afraid,
For I hid myself under your feathers,
I took refuge in the shadow of your wings.

The scorching sun, bleak and unsmiling,
Endless stretch of sand with no sense of direction,
Treeless, hideous expanse with no oasis in sight,
The hot dry winds in this lonely, barren wilderness,
Yet dear Lord was I not afraid,
For I hid myself under your feathers,
I took refuge in the shadow of your wings.

The beautiful blue sky, the soft breeze,
The chirping birds, the clear sparkling brook,
The pleasant raindrops, the dancing peacock,
The magical sunset, the serene mystic beaches,
Even in these precious seasons of life,
I will feel secure dear Lord under your feathers,
And will take refuge in the shadow of your wings.”

Lord, in every single situation, help me to rest secure in the shelter of thy mighty wings.