There are certain sections of scripture that to me feel like home.
They're like walking in after a long day and realizing that now you can take off your heels and just relax. They're kind and gentle and give space to the soul.
Psalm 139 is one of those spaces for me. I walk right in and find truth beckoning me in.
I just went to the ESV site to copy a verse or two to share in here yet I can't stop with one. I need to share more. Because the more I read it, the more I am quickly reminded that the Lord is for me. The Lord knows me. The Lord keeps me safe. The Lord is never far. The Lord is before me, behind me, above me, below me. The Lord is with me.
That's good truth to write on a heart that's prone to wander and easily led to be weary.
O LORD, you have searched me and known me!
You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
you discern my thoughts from afar.
You search out my path and my lying down
and are acquainted with all my ways.
Even before a word is on my tongue,
behold, O LORD, you know it altogether.
You hem me in, behind and before,
and lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
it is high; I cannot attain it.
My current life situation is one with some new tensions and it truly is helpful for me to remember that the Lord knows everything. I'm so grateful to serve a God who has a greater plan than any I could create or imagine.
In grade 12, at the high school I went to, we received a verse within our graduation package. We received the typical diploma and regular high school graduation things, but tucked in amidst all the paperwork and blue binders were these words:
If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
I was just about to head off to live in West Africa for a season. I remember reading the words and feeling so genuinely encouraged that my teacher's had given me a verse that was so poignant to my season. In Africa I would be living on a ship. I hold those verses close to my heart nearly a decade later.
My love for this chapter continues. Mid-December, before packing up all my things and moving to where I'm now living, I had a friend over. We shared stories and spoke truth over one another. At one point, she stopped me in a thought that wasn't healthy and simply pointed up at my wall. Hanging there was a print from Naptime Diaries (though it's currently not for sale) on which these words were written:
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Maybe for you that's an easy verse to remember or maybe you're like me and you're better at spouting off verses than believing them.
She caught me in a moment when I had let my guards down, when I had gotten honest about some feelings I had about myself, and she pointed me to the truth I had put on my wall.
This passage is a favourite of mine. It's a home base to come back to when things seem big and I just need to be grounded in truth.
What's a section of scripture that you call home? Where do you turn to with ease to find comfort?