Calmed by Psalm 91

One day when I was 12 years old, my sisters and I were playing a game of softball in our front yard. It was all fun until I hit a ball that broke one of our windows.

I was terribly upset and felt pure panic—what would my dad say or do? Years later, I wondered why I’d had this great sense of fear. My dad had never hit me, and the most he would have done would have been to scold me! Regardless, the fear was there at the time. The thought came to me that I had heard people say that if you were in any kind of trouble, you should read the 91st Psalm.

Designed to reflect God
September 21, 2015

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