Sunday, June 7, 2009
This Place Called Home
From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For thou hast been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy. I will abide in thy tabernacle for ever: I will trust in the covert of thy wings. Selah.
A lot of folks in the blogosphere seem to be posting about their houses, their place of shelter; respite from the world outside which comes a'knocking no matter how feverishly we guard the castle walls of our lives. The only real shelter we know comes by the hand of the Almighty, and by his grace we live today, thriving in this place we call home.