Where can I go from Your Spirit?
Or where can I flee from Your presence?
Psalm 139:7 (NKJV)
For many, these are merely pretty words that we say. We mouth the words but we really believe them? I have known and loved this Psalm for many years, ever since I was a young girl. However, I encountered the full reality of this Psalm on December 10, 2009 when I lay helpless with the physical "command center" of my body strangely silent after having experienced a ruptured brain aneurysm and a stroke within minutes of fall asleep that night. I "awakened" a few minutes later to a very strange and different world.
When I look back at the few fragments of memory I have of that night, the one thing which is indelibly stamped in my memory is my awareness of the presence of God. While I was unable to initiate contact with those around me and they were unable to reach "me", God could and He did. Since that night, the words of Psalm 139 are not simply words which I read. I believe them with all of my heart for I have learned first hand that they are absolutely true!
O LORD, You have searched me and known me.
You know my sitting down and my rising up; You understand my thought afar off.
You comprehend my path and my lying down,And are acquainted with all my ways.
For there is not a word on my tongue, But behold, O LORD, You know it altogether.
You have hedged me behind and before,And laid Your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; It is high, I cannot attain it.
Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence?
If I ascend into heaven, You are there; If I make my bed in hell, behold, You are there.
If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
Even there Your hand shall lead me, And Your right hand shall hold me.
If I say, "Surely the darkness shall fall on me," Even the night shall be light about me;
Indeed, the darkness shall not hide from You, But the night shines as the day; The darkness and the light are both alike to You.
For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother s womb.
I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well.
My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them.
How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them!
If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand; When I awake, I am still with You.
Thank you for posting! I am so blessed, I'd love to hear your story. how did God bring you though your recovery... I can tell just by this post that you Love Jesus and He really is your best friend. I am learning how to Let Him be that for me.
Oh, K ~ I just LOVE Psalm 139. Thanks for posting it. How well I remember that night and that phone call ~ and God's miraculous healing of you. To Him be the glory and to you be a hug! blessings continuing, blest