He will
cover you with His feathers, and
under his wings you will find refuge…
Psalm 91:4a NIV
In a world where so
many want to make a name for themselves, be honored for accomplishments
and recognized for good works, I am always amazed that some of God’s most
beautiful and well-loved Words are recorded as written by anonymous. Psalm 91
is one such work.
Often
called the Soldiers’ Psalm, it has been recited across
battlefields around the globe providing hope and comfort to thousands. It
also provides hope for daily living. Danger comes in many shapes and sizes and at
various times throughout life. Psalm 91 covers all circumstances because God
continues to protect His children.
I
have long been fascinated with verse four and the picture of God hiding me
under His wings. Like many of you, I have watched a mother duck pull her
ducklings close to her breast and tuck them safely under her wings. While I
understood the metaphor of God pulling me close and keeping me safe, only after
I comprehended the fuller meaning of the Hebrew word for wings did I begin to
draw upon this Psalm for daily living.
The
Hebrew word kanap, translated in
verse four as wings, also means corner, hem (of a garment). Upon reading that
definition, I got it! I am like a small child who runs to mother, grabs mother’s legs and hides
my head under the hem of mother’s dress tail thinking no one can see me, because
I cannot see them. I feel safe! I am safe, for there is nothing a mother
will not do to protect her child.
Like
a mother protecting her child, our Heavenly Father protects His children. If I
make the Most High my dwelling, then no harm can come to
me. No threat can overpower my God. No peril can be greater than my God. No one
can outsmart my God. No day becomes so dark that my God cannot provide light
for the way; no heartache so great that my God cannot speak peace to my
troubled soul. My protection remains in Him alone.
Therefore,
when I need wisdom I will ask God. When I am afraid, I will trust God. When my
world grows dark and I cannot seem to find my way, I will look to God. When my
heart hurts and I think I cannot bear the pain, I will remember that I, like a
small child, am tucked under the hem of His garment safe and secure under His
wings.
Joyce
Powell
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