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Under His Wing, I Remain

(Inspired by Psalm 91) He who dwellsin the shelter of the Most Highabides in nearness—where breath returns,and the heart grows still. My refuge.My fortress.My God. Something in me unclenches.Breath returnslike warmth to cold hands.My life becomes quiet,as if I’ve stepped intoa strong placebuilt for peace. He covers me with His feathers;under His wings I am…
The Hand Behind the Horizon

There are moments when light does not arrive—it unveils.As if the sky itself inhales,and suddenly the world I thought I knewis edged with brilliance—tree branches traced in liquid gold,ordinary walls carrying a quiet glowlike embers remembering fire.In that strange, holy illumination,I feel Your promise move toward me—not in words,but in a certainty that hums beneath…
The Song That Holds Me

(Inspired by Isaiah 12:2 “Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and not be afraid: for the Lord Jehovah is my strength and my song; he also is become my salvation.”) When fear’s cold breath is near my face,And the walls press in on every place,When strength is gone and the night feels long,Your…

Under His Wing, I Remain