Christian Reflection and Prayer

The eternal God is your refuge,
and underneath are the everlasting
arms. —Deuteronomy 33:27

Have you ever dreamed that you were
falling out of bed or from some great height,
and you awoke in fright? I remember that
as a boy I would often be awakened by
such a terrifying feeling.

I heard about a man who had this
sensation as soon as he slipped into
sleep. He was so rudely awakened by
his sense of falling that he was afraid to
go back to sleep. He feared he would
die, and he imagined he was falling
into a bottomless pit.

Then one evening as he was strolling
through a cemetery, he saw this phrase
engraved on a tombstone:

Underneath Are The Everlasting Arms

These words reminded him that when
believers die, they are safely carried by the
Lord to their home in heaven. He recalled
the assurance of the psalmist, “Yea,
though I walk through the valley of the
shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for
You are with me” (Ps. 23:4).

The once-fearful man realized that in
life and in death— and even in sleep—
the “everlasting arms” of our loving Lord
are there to catch and hold us. That night
he was able to sing what he was taught
in childhood, “Teach me to live that I may
dread the grave as little as my bed!” At
last he could fall asleep without fear.
— M.R. De Haan

I can trust my loving Savior
When I fear the world’s alarms;
There’s no safer place of resting
Than His everlasting arms. —Hess

You can trust God in the dark as well
as in the light.

Today's Our Daily BreadThe eternal God is your refuge,
and underneath are the everlasting
arms. —Deuteronomy 33:27

Have you ever dreamed that you were
falling out of bed or from some great height,
and you awoke in fright? I remember that
as a boy I would often be awakened by
such a terrifying feeling.

I heard about a man who had this
sensation as soon as he slipped into
sleep. He was so rudely awakened by
his sense of falling that he was afraid to
go back to sleep. He feared he would
die, and he imagined he was falling
into a bottomless pit.

Then one evening as he was strolling
through a cemetery, he saw this phrase
engraved on a tombstone:

Underneath Are The Everlasting Arms

These words reminded him that when
believers die, they are safely carried by the
Lord to their home in heaven. He recalled
the assurance of the psalmist, “Yea,
though I walk through the valley of the
shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for
You are with me” (Ps. 23:4).

The once-fearful man realized that in
life and in death— and even in sleep—
the “everlasting arms” of our loving Lord
are there to catch and hold us. That night
he was able to sing what he was taught
in childhood, “Teach me to live that I may
dread the grave as little as my bed!” At
last he could fall asleep without fear.
— M.R. De Haan

I can trust my loving Savior
When I fear the world’s alarms;
There’s no safer place of resting
Than His everlasting arms. —Hess

You can trust God in the dark as well
as in the light.

Today's Our Daily Bread