I have thought about this for quite a long time. Psalm 91 has meant a lot to me and I think it is just what you need in the turmoil of today. Read it slowly and put yourself in it. Here goes………

Psalm 91: Whoever 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 say, “the Lord is my refuge,” and you make the most High your dwelling, No harm will overtake you, no disaster will come near your tent. For He will command His His angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways.

It closes with, He will call on me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him. With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.

A man from one of the poorer countries in the East was watching a group of children pushing some rusty cans down the street with sticks. He smiled as one little boy couldn’t make his can go straight so he was going much slower than the rest. As he sat there a plan began forming in his head. He planned all night and in the morning he went out to the dump. He took some of the rusty old pieces of metal home with him and began to work.

He made a cello out of an old boiler, a horn out of several pieces from an old car and drums came from wagon wheels. He made enough instruments so that each child would have one. He then called all of the children and told them of his plan. After handing out the instruments, he had the brief thought that he had made a mistake. the kids were really making a racket banging or tooting a horn, but after explaining to them he would teach them and someday they would be a band, they were excited.

Every morning the children went over to the man’s house and practiced on their “instruments. One day, the man said,”You are now a band”. He took them outdoors and the band marched down the street! The people of the village couldn’t believe it and called it “The trash band”. They traveled to many places and were popular with the people wherever they went.

Don’t we all have some trash we would like to give up? How about gossiping or even lying? Or perhaps you drink way too much or maybe you are too rough on the kids.Perhaps you have forgotten to read the Bible or you are spending too little time in prayer. If you throw away some of your trash, you will find something beautiful has appeared in your life. You will never regret throwing away your trash.

1