Hide Me Lord
Earlier this afternoon things seemed to be turning around. I finally got some quality sleep. My overall pain had gone down considerably. After a very long, uncomfortable night. I was so grateful for the relief. Yet, here I am again back in middle of the pain.
This time I’m feeling a bit more overwhelmed. One, because I’m still trying to recover from last night’s body slamming experience. Two, my nerve pain is consuming every part of my body. My overall vision feels blurred. Three, I can tell my enemy the devil is hoping to take me down again.
This time I’m being attacked relentlessly physically, emotionally, mentally, socially and spiritually. These moments make it difficult just to breathe. Nothing feels right or looks right. My heart is pounding like a small animal running away from a ferocious beast. While my words may be dramatic. This fierce spiritual battle is anything but make believe.
Yes, I’ve been here before. Still it takes me by surprise and to my knees. I have to be still, quiet, and rest everything on Gods shoulders. There’s not a direction that feels safe at the moment. Therefore, I must rest underneath the protection of the Almighty. I need His peace, presence, promise, and power to pull me through. I can’t make it anywhere without Divine intervention. Only in Him can I find refuge from the storm.
“He will cover you with his feathers. He will shelter you with his wings. His faithful promises are your armor and protection.” Psalm 91:4