Do not walk….but run to the place of the shadow of the almighty and stay there for as long as it takes!!!
He is there waiting for you!!
He wants to give you, unbelievable, unshakable, undeniable, indestructible, Full, Miracle sustaining PEACE!!!
Are you sick?
Are you afraid?
Are you fighting a battle that can’t be won in your own strength or knowledge?
Have you exhausted every avenue and no one is able to help you?
Are you carrying around unforgiveness, bitterness, envy, hatred, cares, or low self-image?
Are your best friends doubt and confusion?
Are you tired so tired you can’t sleep?
Are you dying?
Are you alone and lonely?
Are you broken, shattered into a million tiny pieces?
RUN…RUN…RUN, to the dwelling place, the secret place where God is calling…
Come!
Come to me all you who are broken, I will mend your broken heart…
Come to me all you who are tired and worn out, I will give you my Joy for strength…
Come to me all you who are lost and afraid, I will protect you and put my Spirit of Courage within you…
You will stand strong because you are equipped with my weapons to fight…
You will no longer hang your head in despair…
You will no longer sit in self-pity and doubt…
I will lift you up on Eagles wings and you will soar in the heavenly places…
You will see me as you sit with me in my dwelling place…
My light will shine on you and your countenance will glow…
Because you dwell with me in the secret place of safety and fullness….
I am your hiding place…
I am your strong tower…
I am your provision and strength and health and help…
Run to my dwelling place and you will find rest…
For I have fought the battle it is already won…
And as you dwell under the shadow of the Almighty and tarry in my presence…
You will be renewed with vitality…and encouragement to stand…
You will not fall…
You will not die…
You will live and declare the wonderful works of the LORD…
Come on…and you will see…do not wait, come now and dwell with me!
~Abba
–Marla Shaw O’Neill
Psalm 118:17-20The Message (MSG)
I didn’t die. I lived! And now I’m telling the world what God did. God tested me, he pushed me hard, but he didn’t hand me over to Death. Swing wide the city gates—the righteous gates! I’ll walk right through and thank God! This Temple Gate belongs to God, so the victors can enter and praise.
