The Safest Place on Earth
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Baby Abi in Grandma's arms. |
Other nights I remember waking to the touch
of a little hand on my arm. Then I'd feel a tug on the blankets signifying
the need to crawl into bed with mommy and daddy—to a child this is the safest
place on earth.
I remember two occasions in my adult life when I was that scared and hurting child, desperately in need of my Heavenly Father.
I remember two occasions in my adult life when I was that scared and hurting child, desperately in need of my Heavenly Father.
September 2002, my heart was heavy to the
point of breaking when I received the news that our twenty year old son was
using drugs. In the depth of that great
sadness I ran to my Heavenly Father, crawled into His lap and He wrapped me up in
His arms, (the safest place on earth for an adult too) and there I found rest.
“As for me, I will call out to God,
and the Lord will deliver me.
During the evening, morning, and noontime
I will lament and moan, and he will hear me.
He will rescue me and protect me…’
and the Lord will deliver me.
During the evening, morning, and noontime
I will lament and moan, and he will hear me.
He will rescue me and protect me…’
Psalm
55:16-19 NET
Whatever you are facing this week—He’s there. Whether he comes to you or you run to him—He hears
your cry. He knows your pain and His arms are the safest place on
earth.
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