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  • July 11, 2014 - Reflections

    By Jean S. Horner
    The other day while walking down a corridor in a public building, I saw what appeared to be someone walking toward me. On coming closer, I found it was my own reflection in a huge mirror. For a moment it frightened me. Somehow a full-length reflection of one’s self is a startling thing. ...


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November 26, 2013 - Under His Wings

By Rose McCormick Brandon

"He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust" (Psalm 91:4, KJV).

The mother goose nestled on a grassy slope by the rocky shore watching while her babies explored their new world. When her goslings tired of adventure they waddled over and disappeared one by one under her wings. Snuggled in the warmth of Mama's breast, they rested as if still cradled in the womb. They dozed, and perhaps dreamed a dream or two, sheltered from the sun and wind. Tomorrow there would be more activity, but for now they needed rest.

Just as the mother goose spread her wings over the babies and created a refuge, God would protect and nurture us. Just as the mother alone became visible, God would become our focus as He offers us His protection. The goslings were hidden from dangerous predators and tiring activity. As the world wearies us with its busyness of work, money and responsibilities, we too can discover a hidden shelter and a place to rest.

It's interesting that several Scriptures compare the Lord to a protective mother bird. David wrote, "In the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge" (Psalm 57:1). Concerning this verse, Matthew Henry said, "Look which way we will on this earth, refuge fails, no help appears; but we may look for it from heaven."

Often no one but the Lord knows about our struggles with sin and temptation, our sorrow of heart, our loneliness, our fears. As a baby cries for its mother, we must cry out to our Lord; He alone can help us.

Under the wings of the Savior we confess our sins and find forgiveness. We cry out our sorrow and find comfort. Loneliness vanishes as we commune with Him. Weakness is replaced by strength when by faith and prayer we make Him our refuge.

This Thanksgiving week, commit your sorrows and fears to the One who will lovingly overshadow your life with His divine wings.

— Rose McCormick Brandon and her husband, Doug, live in Caledonia, Ontario. She is the author of One Good Word Makes all the Difference.



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