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Why He's my Shield

Sometimes  i wake up having nothing great to look forward to. There are only expectations of a long boring day with nothing much to lighten my spirit. The daily routine of going to work, using most of my energy trying to be efficient and effective and afterwards heading to class with fatigue weighing me down is often the order foreseen. I want a bright future, a strong foundation and there’s a goal that i should eventually achieve. So, despite being tired and drained out, i have to attend class all psyched up, with the right attitude and ready to learn!


One thing that keeps me all energised is the awareness that HE exists, the good feeling that he knows, he cares, he listens more than anyone, he gives meaning to what seems meaningless to humanity, he adores what people despise, he gives me hope and strength to move on, he abandons NOT his flock, he knows my thinking, i mean… he eternally rules my life !


So each day, i don’t wake up feeling disturbed by what the days are gonna entail, what chores i will have to do, what assignments i haven’t submitted, what people will think of me, what routes i will follow to get what i want, what i will eat, wear or even where i will lay my head. God says WORRY NOT, I am in control. Today is here, tomorrow will worry for itself! His shield is unbreakable, stronger than any force. He guides me through everything, provides a map that is straightforward that will lead me to achieve satisfaction – my final end – true happiness – bliss.

One of my favourite gospel songs projects this so well:


Britt Nicole: ‘Hanging On’
You see my anxious heart
You see what I am feeling
And when I fall apart
You are there to hold me
How great your love for me
Now I see what You’re thinking
You say I’m beautiful
Your voice is my healing
Without You I just can’t get by
So I’m
Hanging on to every word You speak
’cause it’s all that I need
Hanging on to every word You say
To light up my way
Even every little whisper I’m
Hanging on as if it were my life
I’m hanging on
And when the darkness falls
I can’t see what’s before me
Your voice is like the dawn
Always there to guide me
Without you I just can’t get by
So I’m
Hanging on to every word You speak
’cause it’s all that I need
Hanging on to every word You say
To light up my way
Even every little whisper I’m
Hanging on as if it were my life
I’m hanging on
You know me better than I know myself
Better than anybody else
Your love is sounding like a ringing bell
Oh, oh, I won’t let go
Hanging on to every word You speak
’cause it’s all that I need
Hanging on to every word You say
To light up my way
Even every little whisper I’m
Hanging on as if it were my life
I’m hanging on.

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