He will cover you with his feathers. He will shelter you with his wings. His faithful promises are your armor and protection. Psalm 91:4 (NLT)
There...I heard it again. There was someone outside my bedroom window. I heard the squeak squeak squeak of the outdoor spigot and then the steady flow of water running out.
It was the middle of the night. I was the only adult home tonight with our four children. My husband was away at summer school taking courses to complete his teaching requirements.
We lived about four miles out of Raymondville, surrounded by sugar cane fields on a caliche road in the country. Not more than a mile from us was an old abandoned house that I always suspected was part of a route used for travelers entering the United States from Mexico.
Many stories circulated from households within thirty miles of the border of outdoor faucets being used for thirsty travelers at night. We even came home from work many times and found the shower still wet that was off of our back porch. How the word got around, I don't know, but somehow people would find their way here.
I usually was a sound sleeper, but this starry night I awoke and laid awake, imagining a family outside who needed to stop for water to drink on their long journey north. Perhaps they hoped that no one would come out and shoo them away, or sic their dogs on them.
Not wishing to stir too much, I fought off fear and prayed for the sojourners. My panic of the unknown, was replaced with a warmth that flooded my room: perfect peace.
Many times provisions arrived when we needed them. Other times, there were healing miracles.
Still, even at this point in my life I was learning to put everything in God's hands, knowing that it is much more fruitful to remain relaxed and to trust Him to care for any situation that is out of my control; even those that are.
Just knowing that his everlasting arms of protection surrounded me, I slept soundly. His protective feathers sheltered me from any impending storm.
When I awoke, I looked outside for any trace of visitors, but nothing looked out of place.
After all of these years, I still have to remind myself to calm down when circumstances throw me for a loop.
Last month, my dear husband took a long journey to Costa Rica from our home in Texas. He drove our vehicle down for our mission work there. The way he traveled is not always safe, so we prayed a covering over him as he left and as we knew he crossed each border.
One prayer warrior prayed over Jerry the night before he left and asked that God would make him invisible to anyone wanting to do him harm. Even our little four year old granddaughter prayed that God would send the angel mermaids to make him invisible. She had no idea what brother James had already prayed. It was like a confirmation.
Those wings of protection followed him through all of the border crossings, stops at hotels, drives in the dark before daylight, and round hills and up the mountains as he finally drove into the beautiful country of Costa Rica, where we plan to live out our dreams in service to God.
Now, no matter which direction I walk, as the future unfolds, it is bristling with hope. I am convinced of the love, goodness, and presence of our loving God wherever we go. He is faithful to perform his promises. If only I can remember to call on Him and remember who goes before me.
Deuteronomy 33:27 "The eternal God is thy refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms."
"Leaning, leaning, safe and secure from all alarms,
Leaning, leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms."
(lyrics and music by Anthony Showalter and Elisha Hoffman)