“You, O Lord, are a shield about me.

You’re my glory.

You’re the Lifter of my head.”

That song from Psalm 3:3 so often comes to my lips out of the overflow of my heart at times when I am hurting either for another or for circumstances in my own life.

When my cry is from the truth of Romans 8:26, “Holy Spirit, intercede for me with longings and groanings I can’t express,” He is the One who lifts my head to take my eyes off circumstances, off myself and see Him.

“I lift up my eyes to the hills.
From where does my help come?
My help comes from the LORD,
who made heaven and earth.” Psalm 121:1-2

That is rest.

This is quieting fear.

That is ceasing from striving.

That is silencing the noise to hear the stillness.

So that…

“In peace I will both lie down and sleep…” (Psalm 4:6)

And, in the morning, He will hear my voice and I will wait in expectation!’(Psalm 5:3)

God alone is the Lifter of my head.

And I will wait.