Psalms 91:4

“He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.”

Two blankets, a clothesline, and clothespins, were all we needed to make our tent. And so we did on many summer days during my childhood.

One day my father came home with a big box.

In the box was a duffle bag which held an emerald green tent, silver poles and stakes.

I think the tent was purchased for my brothers. But my sister and I claimed it too.

We were the only kids

in our “row of projects,” with a real tent.

I spent time reading,

sharing secrets,

and imagining there.

It was a safe haven.

It was a place away from the world as usual.

The tent was waterproof.

It blocked out the hot sun.

The emerald green tent was a shelter.

Today I am thankful to dwell in the tent of the Most High God.

I imagine this dwelling to be red, representing the shed blood of Christ.

Under the cover of the Lord,

I am saved.

I am safe.

I am secure.

Shielded by the feathers of God.

Angels of the Lord encamp all around.

Under the cover of His truth,

I am strengthened in my soul.

I thank God for being “under” cover.

God bless.

In Christ,

Sis. Stephanie

Tysthatbind