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20070812

Sheltered By Your Shadow

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I'm back. Here again after so long and after so many events.

I know sometimes when I look back, I will still look back at this site. And so for now, I'll stay here instead of lj. It feels more like an old friend, it has the presence of familiarity I like to go back to once in awhile. A feeling I can't describe, a sense I cannot put into words.

Exhaustion slowly seeps in from alot of things that has happened thus far. And even as I lie here, with so much project work I have to finish, I still can't bring myself to do it. The work's all laid out nicely in the bag and on this table, and all I do is gaze at it, knowing I won't put my heart into it if I start on it now..
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Outside the world is sleeping a silent slumber.

I passed by three youngsters slumped over a park bench sleeping. Waiting for adolescence to slip them by. Wasting time because they have a life ahead to use it.

The usual uncles that seat by the coffeehouse even way after the shop has long lowered its shutters. Desperately clinging to time they have with one another cause they've experienced a lifetime knowing how valuable it actually is.
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Psalm 91

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say to the Lord, “My refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust.”

For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler
and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his pinions,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness is a shield and buckler.
You will not fear the terror of the night,
nor the arrow that flies by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in darkness,
nor the destruction that wastes at noonday.

A thousand may fall at your side,
ten thousand at your right hand,
but it will not come near you.
You will only look with your eyes
and see the recompense of the wicked.

Because you have made the Lord your dwelling place—
the Most High, who is my refuge
no evil shall be allowed to befall you,
no plague come near your tent.

For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways.
On their hands they will bear you up,
lest you strike your foot against a stone.
You will tread on the lion and the adder;
the young lion and the serpent you will trample underfoot.

“Because he holds fast to me in love, I will deliver him;
I will protect him, because he knows my name.
When he calls to me, I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble;
I will rescue him and honor him.
With long life I will satisfy him
and show him my salvation.”

SY wrote at 12:41 am