Good morning. This morning
we're going to look at some bits and pieces from Psalm 57. For my soul takes
refuge in You; and in the shadow of Your wings I will take refuge, until
destruction passes by. He will send forth from heaven and save me. God will
send forth His lovingkindness and His truth. So many times God uses the imagery
of a mother hen protecting her chicks under her wings. It's when we get out
from under that protection that we get into trouble. It's just like our
children wanting to get out from under us. They want to be on their own. And
they don't want us telling them what to do. That sounds too much like
Christians today. They want the benefits and protection from God; but they
don't want to be told what to do. Then destruction will not pass them by; it
will come upon them. Then God will have to send from heaven and save them. But
sadly He won't always do that. He will let them stew in their own juices for a
while. But for us our heart is steadfast, and we will sing praises to God! We
will awaken the dawn and give thanks to God. His loving kindness is great to
the heavens and His truth to the clouds. Father thank You that You protect and
guide the reader every day. You keep him/her under the shadow of Your wings to
protect him/her. You keep his/her heart steadfast after You.
Out of the smoke came locusts upon the earth, and power was given to them, as the scorpions of the earth have power.
Good morning. Out of the smoke came locusts upon the earth, and power was given to them, as the scorpions of the earth have power. (Kind of like Egypt with the grasshoppers). They were told not to hurt the grass of the earth, not any green thing, nor any tree (normally these are the things that the locusts would be interested in), but only the men who do not have the seal of God on their foreheads (most likely the 144,000 - possibly the only believers left on earth). They were not permitted to kill anyone, but to torment for five months [My Bible says it is a limited period of time suggested by the lifecycle of the locust.]; and their torment was like the torment of a scorpion when it stings a man. Add in those days men will seek death and will not find it; they will long to die, and death flees from them. I guess the stings were so painful that they got to the point where they wished they were dead. We will see what the locusts looked like tomorrow. Father just like You will pro...
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