Yes I've been out of the house. People have seen me. I've laughed and danced and sang. I been ever present, yet quietly sitting in my mind in my corner.
Then today my silence was cracked wide open. I look up and there is a spear heading straight for my bubble of silence. *sigh* Now what?
I lift my eyes to the mountains -
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot slip -
he who watches over you will not slumber;
indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord watches over you -
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
The Lord will keep you from all harm-
he will watch over your life;
the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.