“Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me, for in you my soul takes refuge. I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings until the disaster has passed” (Psalm 57:1).
Here is why I love David so much: sometimes he cries out for God to destroy his enemies, sometimes he cries out wondering where God is as his enemies pursue him, and sometimes, like here, David seems to accept the fact his life is in danger and simply crawls into his God-shaped happy place.
God doesn’t always make the shit-storm go away, but he always provides a wing for shelter. And today, I find that comforting.