Getting there... safely

We were given instructions that were to bring us up to the street from the subway just a few yards from our destination... unless we arrived after 12:30... am - a detail we didn't fully understand the importance of until later - much later - after the 12:30 am deadline later...

Instead of walking a few short yards in the middle of the night to the warmth and safety of our destination, we found ourselves in an unsavory neighborhood, several blocks from "safety," at one in the morning. A large group of men gathered on the corner we needed to round... we were dragging suit cases - camera bags... we looked like tourists. We WERE tourists, and no match for the "night life" of this neighborhood! I enjoy a little adventure in life, but I do want to know that I'm going to arrive safely at my destination.

I was reminded that early New York morning of how important it is to feel safe. As we came up out of the subway we got on the phone and called our friend who then talked us through the turns we needed to make - the landmarks to look for - and he told us to keep walking - he would meet us. Whew! It felt so good to just have him on the phone! And then when he said he'd meet us... well, the sense of peace and relief was amazing!

Psalms 91 offers just that kind of amazing peace and relief for life in a very scary world. If I live my life in the "secret place of the Most High," I can go anywhere He leads me, and feel safe. I know where I came from, and I know where I'm going, and I can trust that I will get there... safely.

Just something to think about.

By the way, as we approache the group of men, a van - sent out by Mayor Rudy Giuliani - pulled up, loaded them all in, and drove away... A little serendipity.

Now, back to Psalms 91...