In Psalm 17:8-9, we read: “Keep me as the apple of Your eye; Hide me under the shadow of Your wings, From the wicked who oppress me, From my deadly enemies who surround me.”
“I’m ugly, Grandfather.” Janie stood before the hall mirror, tears spilling down her cheeks.
“Why would you think such a thing?”
She looked at the reflection of Grandfather behind her. “I can see. Besides, everybody says so.”
“Did you hurt someone’s feelings?” She shook her head. “Make fun of you?” She rolled her lips. “What's this really about?” Grandfather knelt by her, took her hand.
“Cause. Cause I have freckles.” She stretched out her arm. “Everywhere.” She flung her arms around Grandfather.
“But I love your freckles. Grandmother has freckles. That’s why I married her. Freckles show that you’re not perfect but you’re my Granddaughter.” Fingers under her chin, he lifted Janie's face.
“You’re supposed to say that. You’re my grandfather.”
“Hold on a sec.” Grandfather slipped on his overcoat, came back to Janie. “Okay. Step this way.” He tucked her inside. “If someone comes in, who do they see?”
“They see you. I’m hidden.” She hiccuped.
“Exactly. But are you still alive? Able to think for yourself?”
“Course. I’m still me. You’re funny, Grandfather.”
“The Lord Jesus hides us under His wings when we belong to Him, Janie. Our enemies continue to surround us and the wicked oppress us but we have the assurance the Lord is with us.”
He opened his overcoat, peeped inside. “Feel safe?” Grinning, she nodded.
Kingdom Thinking. The Lord Jesus promises not only to provide for me but to never forsake me. He loves me with an everlasting love. He sees my problems, no matter the size, as an opportunity to show He can handle them. He offers the same to you. Who do you see in the mirror? He’ll hid you under His wings. Won’t you come to Him?
“I’m ugly, Grandfather.” Janie stood before the hall mirror, tears spilling down her cheeks.
“Why would you think such a thing?”
She looked at the reflection of Grandfather behind her. “I can see. Besides, everybody says so.”
“Did you hurt someone’s feelings?” She shook her head. “Make fun of you?” She rolled her lips. “What's this really about?” Grandfather knelt by her, took her hand.
“Cause. Cause I have freckles.” She stretched out her arm. “Everywhere.” She flung her arms around Grandfather.
“But I love your freckles. Grandmother has freckles. That’s why I married her. Freckles show that you’re not perfect but you’re my Granddaughter.” Fingers under her chin, he lifted Janie's face.
“You’re supposed to say that. You’re my grandfather.”
“Hold on a sec.” Grandfather slipped on his overcoat, came back to Janie. “Okay. Step this way.” He tucked her inside. “If someone comes in, who do they see?”
“They see you. I’m hidden.” She hiccuped.
“Exactly. But are you still alive? Able to think for yourself?”
“Course. I’m still me. You’re funny, Grandfather.”
“The Lord Jesus hides us under His wings when we belong to Him, Janie. Our enemies continue to surround us and the wicked oppress us but we have the assurance the Lord is with us.”
He opened his overcoat, peeped inside. “Feel safe?” Grinning, she nodded.
Kingdom Thinking. The Lord Jesus promises not only to provide for me but to never forsake me. He loves me with an everlasting love. He sees my problems, no matter the size, as an opportunity to show He can handle them. He offers the same to you. Who do you see in the mirror? He’ll hid you under His wings. Won’t you come to Him?
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