Shadows

Psalm 36



7 How precious is your steadfast love, O God!
   All people may take refuge in the shadow of your wings. 
8 They feast on the abundance of your house,
   and you give them drink from the river of your delights. 
9 For with you is the fountain of life;
   in your light we see light. 


I started to write a poem, Sunlight and Shadow but the words were not coming in the right way to demonstrate the loving care of sheltering under the wings of our Lord.

There were no pictures of wintery storms and a lone mountain shed offering respite from the blustering weather. Or metaphors for the storms of life.

There were no banquets of culinary delights to tempt the taste buds or imperial champagne  to strengthen the body. Or metaphors for the famine of the soul.

There were no gushing springs to quench the spiritual thirst or blazing torches giving guidance along the chosen way.

Yet Lord you are in the mundane as much as in the extraordinary.