Thou art my hiding place and my shield; I hope in thy word.
Psalm 119:114
Rescue me from my enemies, O LORD,
for I hide myself in you.
Psalm 143:9
When I saw these silhouettes of butterflies through the leaves, I wanted them to come out into the open so I could see their colors. But then I realized the beauty and function of the hiding place.
They were shielded from view, from harm; unseen by most passers-by.
4 comments:
Can I have a turn on that leaf? ;-)
Can we share a leaf, or do you want one of your own?
We can share! Can we sing???
you betcha, Chesta!
We know we can sing, whether anybody else does or not!
When we are singing to the audience of ONE, we sing purdy!
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