Michael called last night around 8:30, not sounding too happy. I asked if he was okay,
and he said, "No, it's too dark."
I so badly wanted to get in my car and drive over to the camping grounds where they were, but of course I didn't.
I told him get out his lantern and hold it and go stand near the fire and that he'll adjust.
Later when thinking of a verse to use for today, all that kept coming to me was the following...as if I was praying and quoting the scriptures for my boy...
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust."
Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare
and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
You will not fear the terror of night,
nor the arrow that flies by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,
nor the plague that destroys at midday.
A thousand may fall at your side,
ten thousand at your right hand,
but it will not come near you.
You will only observe with your eyes
and see the punishment of the wicked.
If you make the Most High your dwelling—
even the LORD, who is my refuge then no harm will befall you,
No disaster will come near your tent.
For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways.
Enjoy your Saturday!