Protection

Written by Julie

On January 2, 2020

I can lie down and sleep soundly because you, Lord, will keep me safe.

God will command his angels to protect you wherever you go.

Psalm 4:8; 91:11 (CEV)

I saw a sketch on Pinterest of a man walking down a sidewalk; there were men (or demons, perhaps) trying to attack him, but angels were fighting them off. And the man was completely oblivious!

How many times are we oblivious to the angels protecting us? How many times are we protected and we don’t realize it?

When we die and go to heaven, will God show us all the times He kept us safe? Will we ever know how often angels were surrounding us, shielding us?

God might protect us by supernatural means, like letting our enemies see large men around us (which would actually be angels). But sometimes, perhaps more often than not, He’ll keep us safe by using “bad luck.”

Your car not starting or breaking down, your running late, your sickness that keeps you from going somewhere–the “bad things,” the “inconveniences,” the “coincidences,” might be God’s way of protecting you.

We don’t have to fear. We don’t have to worry about our safety. God and His angels will guard us.

Yes, we still might get hurt, even killed–but only if it’s God’s will. Otherwise, not even the entire army of hell can harm us.

Take time to thank God for His protection today. And next time you have “bad luck,” thank God for it and for the way He watches out for His children.

		
Julie

Julie

Hi, I'm Julie, a 16-year-old lover of books, music, and Jesus. I'm a junior in high school (Abeka Academy) and have been blogging for two years. I also co-publish a digital magazine called Priceless geared toward teen girls. My desire is to use my words to glorify my Saviour and to encourage you in your walk with God. I'd love to hear from you!

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