Ever had the feeling that life was sometimes over whelming? That the whole earth were full of  problems much bigger than what you could ever handle? That the pain and suffering in this world was unjustified? That the madness and terror perpetrated was beyond any conceivable meaning? The littleness and bitterness in people were crusty barnacles that you wish had never popped into your life? That the wild anxieties and the silent sighs had gone on far too long?

Perhaps…but Psalms 91 offers us something bigger than suffering and injustice and terror.

Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High
    will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress,
    my God, in whom I trust.”

Surely he will save you
    from the fowler’s snare
    and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his feathers,
    and under his wings you will find refuge;
    his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
You will not fear the terror of night,
    nor the arrow that flies by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,
    nor the plague that destroys at midday.
A thousand may fall at your side,
    ten thousand at your right hand,
    but it will not come near you.
You will only observe with your eyes
    and see the punishment of the wicked.

If you say, “The Lord is my refuge,”
    and you make the Most High your dwelling,
10 no harm will overtake you,
    no disaster will come near your tent.
11 For he will command his angels concerning you
    to guard you in all your ways;
12 they will lift you up in their hands,
    so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.
13 You will tread on the lion and the cobra;
    you will trample the great lion and the serpent.

14 “Because he loves me,” says the Lord, “I will rescue him;
    I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.
15 He will call on me, and I will answer him;
    I will be with him in trouble,
    I will deliver him and honor him.
16 With long life I will satisfy him
    and show him my salvation.”


This is a picture of a church just a building away from where I stay. There are quite a number of churches around where I stay. Perhaps it’s because I walk past this big, sturdy building everyday, that I have a kind of kinship with it, reminding me of the big, sturdy refuge that God is, even in the stormiest gales. Have a blessed weekend.