Saturday, January 2, 2016

Feathers and wings


My devotions this morning came from Psalm 91. I cried through every word. This Psalm is precious to me for many reasons, not the least of which is because it’s God’s Word and in this Psalm He assures me, comforts me, gives me direction, and shows me His love.

This is also the first Psalm I memorized as a new Christian. The complete story of how I came to memorize this Psalm is one for the story books—but not for today. We’ll just say that I had gone to pick my late-husband up from work, and he was being held over for a bit, so I had time to wait. I didn’t want to risk running down the car battery by listening to the radio, so I grabbed the little Gideon’s Bible we kept in the car and began reading. I just picked passages at random, and then I decided to read the Psalms from the last few days devotions. One of those was Psalm 91. It had always touched my heart, but that night I found it even more appropriate: abiding under God’s shadow, being covered by His feathers and hiding under His wings, not being afraid for the terror by night, and lots more. I decided this would be a good Psalm to memorize, and that’s what I began doing. Reading over and over, and then reciting a few words, reading, reciting more and more. By the time I was heading for home, I knew the whole Psalm.

The next morning I had hubby read while I recited. He corrected a few things, and for the next week we worked on this Psalm until I knew it perfectly. Over the next 30 some years, he and I would often recite this Psalm together—seems he learned it along with me. ;) 

Over the last year of Mac’s life I recited this Psalm to myself many times: while sitting next to his bed in hospital rooms; while sitting in waiting rooms; while sitting at home watching him struggle to sleep, eat, breathe; and sitting with him as he lay in the hospice bed. After he was home with the Lord, I read this Psalm over and over and put it into practice. I let God become my refuge and my fortress. I trusted Him for every moment of every day. I found trust and security “under His wings”, and I was not afraid at night. God has truly watched over and protected me this past year, and I know He will continue to do so.

He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust...

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