Where can I go from
your Spirit, O God, or where can I flee from your presence? If I head for my cabin every weekend from now
until September, you are there. When I
leave for vacation, going near or far, you accompany me; your guidance I
treasure, though I am still taking my GPS.
If I am on the golf course, even looking for my golf ball in the woods,
you can find me (though the whereabouts of the golf ball may remain a
mystery). Even when I sneak away to my
favorite secret fishing hole, I cannot escape you, though I trust you will keep
the location a secret.
Psalm 139, CNMV (Contemporary Northern
Minnesota Version)
Just a little something that will be part of my upcoming church newsletter article.
