Thursday, July 14, 2016

Waiting for my call

Psalm 3
But you, Lord, are a shield around me,
    my glory, the One who lifts my head high.
I call out to the Lord,
    and he answers me from his holy mountain.
I lie down and sleep;
    I wake again, because the Lord sustains me.
I will not fear though tens of thousands
    assail me on every side.



Lord you are my shield. 
I call out from my shadow, from my side of the mountain. 
You, atop your holy mountain answer me. 

Note, I must call out. 
If I want to hear your answer, I must call out. 

Implies a trust. 
A trust that even when I dont see you, you are there.
Or, a willingness to at least try.

Today I know you are there. 
Waiting for my call. 
That is enough. 

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