I have a rare talent for worrying, even though I am familiar with the fact, I cannot with all my worries put a cubit to the length of my life.My brother says I am giving the Lord detail instructions in my prayers. As if I do not know He is the shade upon my right hand.
When things curl up inside of me, and my cup is flowing over with worries, I read Psalm 121, Serina's Psalm.
Psalms Chapter 1211 A Song of Ascents.
I will lift up mine eyes unto the mountains: from whence shall my help come?
2 My help cometh from the LORD, who made heaven and earth.
3 He will not suffer thy foot to be moved; He that keepeth thee will not slumber.
4 Behold, He that keepeth Israel doth neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The LORD is thy keeper; the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand.
6 The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
7 The LORD shall keep thee from all evil; He shall keep thy soul.
8 The LORD shall guard thy going out and thy coming in, from this time forth and for ever.
Anytime I want, I can hear the voice of Serina 3 asking, "Mamma, how far away is God?" The words from the Psalm 121 came to me, "He is not far, He is here." "How can that be?" I read her the verse 5,"the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand." She laughed while making shadow pictures on the wall. "Is he here? Is he there?" That's when finally I realized how true it was. And still is.