In The Shelter Of The Most High

Do you see that photograph to the right? Yeah, that's the one. I must confess that it bears a remarkable resemblance to me.

Now if you could see me in person, you wouldn't think so because I don't look like that on the surface. I don't even have curly hair though the hair color... sigh... never mind! I'm not talking about my physical appearance. I am talking about who I really am. I suspect you look quite a bit like me as well.

We may swagger about talking big and tough but the reality is, we're not. If God wasn't looking out for each one of us, we'd be toast in a moment for we live in a fallen dark and dangerous world. Our problem is, we don't want to accept that. We figure that we are big and tough. We don't need God! We can take care of ourselves!

It's an old story isn't it. We find it in Genesis and humanity as a whole has not learned. Rather than acknowledging who we are and who God is, we attempt to take matters into our own hands and take care of ourselves. History reveals where that has gotten us. Our track record is not very good. I am very glad that I have a shepherd because to tell you the truth, I need one.

He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.

I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.

Psalm 91:1-2

The word dwell means to live as a resident but also means to keep your attention directed. When we dwell in the secret place of the Most High, we do both. We dwell in Him and on Him.

You may be a weak and vulnerable little lamb like myself but you must never forget that when we dwell in the secret place of the most High, we are under the shadow of the Lord God Almighty. We are under His loving care and protection and we can trust matter what! We must never forget that we are sheltered in the arms of God.


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John Knox @watchmanjohn ·

Thanks - the picture of the lamb brought back memories of my early years on the farm, feeding countless lambs that had lost their mothers and become house pets. Good truth revealed.