Psalm 3; or, A Song in the Midst of Fleeing

"Pillars of Creation" - Credits: NASA, ESA, Hubble Heritage Team

I lay down and slept; I awoke, for YHWH sustains me.

In my most limited state, and when I am most unaware of Him, YHWH sustains me. And not just me, but the world around me.

It’s easier to be aware of His activity when I am cognizant. When I am either a witness to it or a participant in it. But when I am unconscious - that most vulnerable state of being asleep - He is ever at work in upholding and ordering the weightiest of happenings in me and far from me.

As each of my senses click off like my light switch:

When I am not seeing or being seen.

Not listening or being heard.

When there is no need for eating or feeding others.

When my hands are tucked from typing, holding, washing, opening and closing.

And I am not contributing.

Not serving or giving.

Not praying, fasting, reading or singing.

When work and potential, ability and possibility all collapse in surrender to that great power which renders all things at rest; He remains vigilant. Diligent. In control.

“Many there are who say of my soul,

‘There is no help for him in God.’

But you, O YHWH, are a shield about me."

"I lay down and slept;

I awoke, for YHWH sustains me."