We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
The world can be a big, bad place with scary things, and all, but when I'm resting in God's Grace, there to asleep I fall. So many things I can't avoid. So many jobs to do. So many ways to stay annoyed. So many shades of blue. But God protects the ones He chose. They're safe within His care. Regenerated, thus He knows in Christ, Salvation's fair. His feathers cover all of me, and 'neath His Wings I trust. His Truth my shield and buckler be. Protecting saints is just. The world may be a big, bad place in this cold life of sin, but I can rest within God's Grace, for Christ o'er Wrath did win. -------------------------------------- "He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler." (Psalm 91:4, KJV) -------------------------------------------------- by Jay O’Toole on May 7th, 2025 ![]() |