“Let me dwell in thy most secret place, under thy shadow.”
The Valley of Vision – A Collection of Puritan Prayers and Devotions
Have you ever been afraid? Have you faced something you didn’t want to face and felt you were facing it alone? Did you want to run and hide? I understand.
“Mrs. Morgan,” the woman said as she glanced at the chart in her hand and then looked my direction with a smile. I stood, looking pleadingly at my husband to somehow rescue me. He looked sympathetically into my eyes as he said, “I’ll be right here waiting for you.” He smiled, trying to look reassuring. I knew he would be here waiting, but he couldn’t go through it for me, or even with me. There was nothing to be done about it; I had to go through it. I followed the woman through the door and it closed behind us with a decided click, and I suddenly felt so very alone.
Moments later found me lying in a rather awkward position, the oral surgeon giving me the first of several injections as he went over the details of the surgery one more time. He checked my heart rate and blood pressure for the third time since he’d given the last of the injections, and then the surgery began.
My right hand was gripping the wrist of my left hand so tightly that my fingers began to go numb and my heart beat wildly. The surgeon had been hard at work for over an hour when he asked for yet another picture to be taken of the area. Was that seven or eight pictures, I had lost count. “Let’s get a biopsy of that tissue right there,” the surgeon said. My thoughts quickly picked up the surgeon’s words and began running wildly about. Not wanting to miss an opportunity, my imagination grabbed the thoughts until fear grew within me.
“Let’s remove that area of bone, right there,” the surgeon said. It felt to me as if a crew armed with jackhammers had set to work in my mouth. My heart collapsed in a helpless heap, allowing imagination and fear to take over.
Suddenly, a song rose up in the midst of my clamoring thoughts.
“I AM your hiding place. I will fill your heart with songs of deliverance whenever you are afraid; put your trust in Me.”
The song became louder. My heart listened, daring to peer out from the corner where fear thoughts had driven it. The song rose, strength in every note until my heart sat up, looking around for the source of the song. That’s when I saw it; a towering Rock, and a Shadow coming from it.
Movement caught my heart’s eye as imagination with fear in tow came rushing toward me to knock my heart to the dust. Without hesitation, my heart ran to the Rock and dove beneath it, straight into the Shadow. Immediately, the Shadow surrounded me. I realized then that I wasn’t alone at all. Jesus, the Rock was ever-present there in the midst of what I was going through. What’s more, I couldn’t hear imagination’s fear thoughts from the Rock’s Shadow, only the song which had grown sweeter and my heart joined in and sang and sang there in the Sheltering Shadow of the Rock.
Later, after I got home, I sat quietly at the Well, holding an icepack over my jaw. Him whom my heart loves was there sitting quietly with me. We sat together studying online about a woman’s walk in His grace with some friends of His and mine. It was a sweet time sharing about His grace.
The online study came to a close and I thought about His grace. It was His grace that allowed my heart to rest in His sheltering shadow. I was never alone. Never. My heart moved in closer to Him, and my soul sat in the Rock’s sheltering Shadow and then He took me to some places in His Word that He had marked with His heavenly hi-lighter. Places just right for a weary child of His to sit awhile with Him.
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
(Psalm 91:1 NASB)
For who is God, but the LORD? And who is a rock, except our God…
(Psalm 18:31 NASB)
My heart began to sing, though my lips and my jaw were too swollen to join in.
“You are my hiding place. You always fill my heart with songs of deliverance, whenever I am afraid, I will trust in You.”
My body was weary from the surgery, my eyes grew heavy, and my heart nestled down and I slept there in the Shadow of the Sheltering Rock.
You are my hiding place; You preserve me from trouble; You surround me with songs of deliverance (Psalm 32:7 NASB).
Beloved, what are you facing? Is it a hard thing; a thing no one can go through for you? If you know Jesus, then you are not alone. Don’t allow Satan to deceive your heart. Run to the Rock. There, your heart will find shelter, and a song. A song of deliverance, sung over you by the Deliverer Himself. Almighty God.
The Valley of Vision – A Collection of Puritan Prayers and Devotions
Have you ever been afraid? Have you faced something you didn’t want to face and felt you were facing it alone? Did you want to run and hide? I understand.
“Mrs. Morgan,” the woman said as she glanced at the chart in her hand and then looked my direction with a smile. I stood, looking pleadingly at my husband to somehow rescue me. He looked sympathetically into my eyes as he said, “I’ll be right here waiting for you.” He smiled, trying to look reassuring. I knew he would be here waiting, but he couldn’t go through it for me, or even with me. There was nothing to be done about it; I had to go through it. I followed the woman through the door and it closed behind us with a decided click, and I suddenly felt so very alone.
Moments later found me lying in a rather awkward position, the oral surgeon giving me the first of several injections as he went over the details of the surgery one more time. He checked my heart rate and blood pressure for the third time since he’d given the last of the injections, and then the surgery began.
My right hand was gripping the wrist of my left hand so tightly that my fingers began to go numb and my heart beat wildly. The surgeon had been hard at work for over an hour when he asked for yet another picture to be taken of the area. Was that seven or eight pictures, I had lost count. “Let’s get a biopsy of that tissue right there,” the surgeon said. My thoughts quickly picked up the surgeon’s words and began running wildly about. Not wanting to miss an opportunity, my imagination grabbed the thoughts until fear grew within me.
“Let’s remove that area of bone, right there,” the surgeon said. It felt to me as if a crew armed with jackhammers had set to work in my mouth. My heart collapsed in a helpless heap, allowing imagination and fear to take over.
Suddenly, a song rose up in the midst of my clamoring thoughts.
“I AM your hiding place. I will fill your heart with songs of deliverance whenever you are afraid; put your trust in Me.”
The song became louder. My heart listened, daring to peer out from the corner where fear thoughts had driven it. The song rose, strength in every note until my heart sat up, looking around for the source of the song. That’s when I saw it; a towering Rock, and a Shadow coming from it.
Movement caught my heart’s eye as imagination with fear in tow came rushing toward me to knock my heart to the dust. Without hesitation, my heart ran to the Rock and dove beneath it, straight into the Shadow. Immediately, the Shadow surrounded me. I realized then that I wasn’t alone at all. Jesus, the Rock was ever-present there in the midst of what I was going through. What’s more, I couldn’t hear imagination’s fear thoughts from the Rock’s Shadow, only the song which had grown sweeter and my heart joined in and sang and sang there in the Sheltering Shadow of the Rock.
Later, after I got home, I sat quietly at the Well, holding an icepack over my jaw. Him whom my heart loves was there sitting quietly with me. We sat together studying online about a woman’s walk in His grace with some friends of His and mine. It was a sweet time sharing about His grace.
The online study came to a close and I thought about His grace. It was His grace that allowed my heart to rest in His sheltering shadow. I was never alone. Never. My heart moved in closer to Him, and my soul sat in the Rock’s sheltering Shadow and then He took me to some places in His Word that He had marked with His heavenly hi-lighter. Places just right for a weary child of His to sit awhile with Him.
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
(Psalm 91:1 NASB)
For who is God, but the LORD? And who is a rock, except our God…
(Psalm 18:31 NASB)
My heart began to sing, though my lips and my jaw were too swollen to join in.
“You are my hiding place. You always fill my heart with songs of deliverance, whenever I am afraid, I will trust in You.”
My body was weary from the surgery, my eyes grew heavy, and my heart nestled down and I slept there in the Shadow of the Sheltering Rock.
You are my hiding place; You preserve me from trouble; You surround me with songs of deliverance (Psalm 32:7 NASB).
Beloved, what are you facing? Is it a hard thing; a thing no one can go through for you? If you know Jesus, then you are not alone. Don’t allow Satan to deceive your heart. Run to the Rock. There, your heart will find shelter, and a song. A song of deliverance, sung over you by the Deliverer Himself. Almighty God.
Glory!
An Original Conversations at the Well
© by Diana Morgan March 6, 2011
An Original Conversations at the Well
© by Diana Morgan March 6, 2011
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