Psa 91:4 He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
You characterize your self as a lowly chicken, crouched down in the dirt, covering, protecting me with your wings and your warm body. This is the part of the passage that touches my heart the most. I am awed by what lengths you will go to help me understand who you are and what you will do for me and all humanity.
The God of the universe, creator of the earth, the heavens, the galaxies, reduced to a clucking hen crouching over her little chicks.
What kind of being would try so hard to be understood.
What kind of being would be so hard as to not understand.
O Father,
Take away my hard heart. Soften my hard heart. You are unbelievable! I don’t even have the words to describe who You are and who your heart is. All I can do is allow my awe and worship to run down my cheeks.
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