O my Master! Humor instead of anger. Ahmad just called again. I had the oportunity to show him the humor in all of these strange happenings.
- Strange? Indeed! From my matted hair, my bathroom repair on hold because of Covid-19 and Ramadan to this moment.
- I been sneezing like crazy. Sure way to announce a cold coming to me, but! My trust is set on You. You are my Refuge and my Fortress. Your word of promise is sound. Quote:
He Who Dwells In The Secret Place Of The Most High Shall Remain Stable And Fixed Under The Shadow Of The Almighty.
I will say of Yahuwah, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my Almighty, on Him I lean and rely, and in Him I confidently trust!”
And because I live under His shadow, He will deliver me from the snare of the fowler and from the deadly pestilence.
And He will cover me with His pinions, and under His wings shall I trust and find refuge; His truth and His faithfulness are a shield and a buckler to me.
And I shall not be afraid of the terror of the night, nor of the arrow—the evil plots and slanders of the wicked that flies by day, nor of the pestilence that stalks in darkness, nor of the destruction and sudden death that surprise and lay waste at noonday.
And a thousand may fall at my side, and ten thousand at my right hand, but the evil shall not come near me. Only a spectator shall I be—myself inaccessible in the SECRET PLACE of the Most High as I witness the reward of the wicked.
Because I have made Yahuwah/Yahushua my refuge, and the Most High my dwelling place, there shall no evil befall me, nor any plague or calamity come near my tent.