Abstract: Psalm 121
Psalm 121
When I’ve failed and shame is piled high, I reach for calm and assurance; but from what or who?
My rest comes from the Lord, the Creator and Lover of all men.
And despite what they say about Him- an absent God, or worse no God at all- He is present in every part of our lives.
My Dude doesn’t need sleep or a vacation.
Our Father is our Father, our strong sword and warm blanket, protector and comforter; all things to us and for us.
He has protected your life and will guard the fruit of your labor. And though you cannot see it, who you are and what you do is not vain.
He is our keeper.
