Here I am in the thick of the forest.
The tall trees shades from the piercing of the sun.
My abode in the woods, waiting for the still small voice.
Hush! Be quiet,
Hey!! Be aware,
Holla !! We are here.
Who are we? Me, Myself and I.
That’s not all, Father,Son and Spirit.
Also here in my company.
You guessed right,I’m in safe arms,
So I’ll be here for a while,
Running away from there, o my!
Into His arms for Cover.
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What a blessed place to dwell. Thanks for this reminder with picture and poem. Very nice. Psalm 91:4 “He will cover you with his feathers, and under his and under his wings you will find safety.”
Amen! Our safety is in His Love everlasting. Thanks for stopping by.
There is a safe place to run to – the safe arms of the Living God. And what do you think about this…? Enjoy your day! 🙂
Thanks dear, I will take up the challenge. 😉
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You’re welcome! I look forward to reading your post. 🙂