Where do I go when I sleep
Whose company do I keep
When the morning comes
And I open my eyes
Where have I been
Will I return again
Now that I’m back from the sack
I find You LORD still here
I praise You JESUS for
Keeping me safe on my
Journey through the night
Thank you for morning light
By Carol Ann Hoel © April 28, 2011
Psalm 121 – The Bible (KJV) – I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help comes from the LORD, which made heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keeps thee will not slumber. Behold, he that keeps Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep. The LORD is thy keeper: the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. The LORD shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul. The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
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Aww, what an adorable cat 🙂
God watches over us day and night (wherever it is we go when we sleep.)
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Thank you for stopping by Janna and for your comment. A cat’s yawn is something to behold. I, too, think it’s an adorable cat. I am fascinated by sleep. It’s a mystery. It’s a comfort to know that God doesn’t sleep. He’s always awake and alert. Blessings to you…
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That cat is so cute. It looks so much like one of our fellows I did a double take. I’m off to get some sleep now and will think of your poem when I wake tomorrow.
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We love our cats, don’t we? I think I remember that yours likes to sleep in your office chair. I like to see cats yawn. I think my Shady must have a double jointed jaw. This kitten photo came from Microsoft Clip Art. Thank you for visiting and leaving me a comment. Blessings to you…
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That’s a very interesting question, Carol. I never quite thought of where I went when I “went” to sleep. 🙂 Speaking of which, I think I’ll go get some now; and maybe figure out where I go?
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If you figure it out, tell me. Sleep is mysterious. Wherever we go, we seem to find our way back. Thank you for stopping by and for your comment. Blessings to you, Patti…
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its truly a blissful faith to know that you are in God’s arms when you are asleep and vulnerable.
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Thank you for stopping by and for your sweet comment. Yes, it is wonderful to know I’m safe in Jesus even in sleep. Have a blessed day, Trisha…
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Haha! Love the pic. Looks like me right now (pre-caffiene, LOL!)
Nice to know God is always there, isn’t it?
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Yes, it is nice to know our God is always with us. When I’m tired, all I can think about is sleep. I liked the yawning kitty. When I looked at the photo, I yawned, too. I know the pre-caffeine feeling in the morning as I stumble to the coffee pot to brew a pot first thing. Blink, blink, where’s the coffee? Blessings to you, Laura…
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That’s the perfect picture Carol Ann. It brought a smile 🙂
And again a lovely, and thought-provoking poem.
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Thank you, Elizabeth. I appreciate your visit and your comment. My Shady’s cat face literally disappears behind his magnificent yawn. This kitty was caught mid-way, I think. Cats can stretch their jaws almost 180 degrees! I don’t know that for sure, but Shady seems to open his jaws that far when he yawns. Blessings to you…
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I too wonder who holds us when we sleep…especially on those nights when sharks chase me.
Alas.
Blessings
Jane
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I think the LORD is always holding us. He holds the universe together, so we must be tethered to him somehow. – In Him all things hold together – and – neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand – Not even sharks, I bet.
Colossians 1:15-17 – The Son is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation. For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him. He is before all things, and in him all things hold together.
John 10:27-30 – My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me: And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand. My Father, which gave them me, is greater than all; and no man is able to pluck them out of my Father’s hand. I and my Father are one.
We’re safe. Blessings to you, Jane…
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cute thoughts.
well done,
😉
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Thank you, Jingle. I appreciate your stopping by and leaving a comment. Blessings to you today and always…
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Such wonderful words to have on one’s lips as a new day dawns. I am reminded of that childhood prayer… “Now I lay me down to sleep; I pray the Lord my soul to keep….” 🙂
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Thank you for stopping by and for your comment. My childhood prayer was this one also. I’m not sure if my mother or my grandmother taught it to me. I still remember it to this day. Blessings to you, Carol…
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Popping in after a night of insomnia, your poem is very soothing.
Blessings to you for a Merry May, Carol.
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Thank you for stopping by and for your comment, Cindy. I appreciate it. Blessings to you for this beautiful month, as well…
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A beautiful poem of thanks Carol. Really enjoyed the scripture you listed too. Chloe xx
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Thank you for stopping by, Chloe. I appreciate your comment. Blessings to you…
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