I call to God; God will help me.
At dusk, dawn, and noon I sigh deep sighs —
he hears, he rescues.
My life is well and whole, secure in the middle of danger
Even while thousands are lined up against me.
David, in Psalm 55
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Ah, you used my Psalm! Of course, you used the hopeful ending, rather than the desperate beginning. But then again, that’s why I chose it.
Thank you–just eight tiny letters–but I mean so much more.
2012/01/28 at 10:07 AM
Needing these words today.
2012/01/28 at 12:03 PM
Even when….what more could we need?
And why do I so often doubt that it’s enough?
Thank you, Lyla. You cutie.
2012/01/28 at 9:21 PM
It looks so barren–yet beautiful. Sighing deep.
2012/01/28 at 11:09 PM
How encouraging that He hears even our sighs.
2012/01/29 at 12:08 AM
“He hears, He rescues”!!! Amen, and amen!!! Thank you!
2012/01/29 at 7:08 AM
There’s just something about ice/covered trees…all white and glistening. We can almost feel God covering us, protecting, loving us, as well. Beautiful! Thanks for also stopping over at my blog! Have a wonderful day!
In His Lo♥e, Ann
2012/01/29 at 9:11 AM
Love the how God cleanses the earth with snow…and us to because we slow down to regroup and reflect. Sighs so beautiful.
2012/01/29 at 3:27 PM
Deep sighs at dusk, dawn and noon. I can relate. Beautiful photo Lyla.
2012/01/29 at 3:49 PM
Rich pictures, texts that encourage and convey peace–thanks for what you’re putting together.
2012/01/30 at 6:56 AM
Sometimes I miss the snowy midwestern fields. Especially knowing that so many I love are in them.
Beautiful, Ly. I thought of you this morning when I was waking up.
2012/01/30 at 8:16 AM