Today’s text
Psalm 91:9-11
Because you have made the Lord your refuge,
the Most High your dwelling-place,
no evil shall befall you,
no scourge come near your tent.
For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways.
the Most High your dwelling-place,
no evil shall befall you,
no scourge come near your tent.
For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways.
Reflection
An almost three-year old sits in a high chair while he and
his family wait for a waitress to deliver food to their table. The adults and
older siblings around him vie for his attention.
Each of them wields a cell phone, taking the little boy’s
picture, trying to catch his delight as they tease and play with him. The boy
glows and knows their delight in his tender heart.
He knows angels protect him. He can see them all around … and
laughs with glee.
There is a shine in a beloved child’s face, a glow of
knowing, a delight in living. Such a child knows that love surrounds him.
He looks into the faces of those who treasure him and lights
up like the sun. Shame has no place in him. Confidence is the air he breathes,
and when fears come he retreats into protective arms.
But life comes, hurts happen, fears attack, and we lose
awareness that we live always in the presence of God’s angels, the lives of
love that hover near.
We fail to feel the Presence of Infinite Love whose face
shines on us with utter delight, seeing wherever we go, feeling every need and
wanting only that we should know, truly
know, like the heart of a beloved child.
For that is what we are, who we are, and the Love who shines
on us wants that we should live in this constant awareness, for the Holy One hungers
to catch smiles of delight lighting our souls and shining in our eyes.
God’s desire is no different from the joy of those gathered
around the table waiting for their food. They were eating and drinking their
soul’s desire … to see and know and the glow of belovedness on their little
one.
Basking in the glow, their hearts, too, awaken to the
blessed identity that life beats out of us, beloved,
surrounded by gracious angels of God’s peace.
But sometimes forgetfulness falls away and we know, like
when we sit in a restaurant and see a child glow, lighting our souls with
awareness that Infinite Love is our refuge; the Holy One is our dwelling place.
Angels of grace attend us, every step of our way.
Pr. David L. Miller
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