The Safe Place By Brenda Drake

            I seldom felt secure as a child.  And I never felt sheltered as a young adult.  I almost always feel protected as a Christ follower.  Now, in troubled times I remember; who dwells in me and watches over me.  Jesus is my protector, Savior and closest friend.  I run to Him like baby chicks run to safety under their mother’s wing.

The Safe Place

There is a place,
Where we are completely safe.
In the world you may ask,
Is there really a place we can embrace without lack?
Safe from the death sentence that destroys heart, body and soul?
Safe from evil that desires take control?
Safe from a life forever tainted and stained?
Safe from terrible burden’s heavy chains?
Is there a safe place where the angels sing?
Where there waits the loving care of a loving King?
Where the sun shines and there are no lines on the face?
Where every sin and shame has been erased?
Yes it is real and true.
There is a safe place ahead for you.
In this place the air is clean with not a threat in sight.
In this place there is no darkness only light.
Safe from the sin and heartache in the earthly atmosphere.
In the care of Jesus your safe place is also here.
As you come and go remember the safe place is in Christ.
He is the safety you can claim for your life.

Psalms 15:8-9
I have set the Lord always before me:
because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
 Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth:
my flesh also shall rest in hope.

Philippians 1:6
Being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun a good
work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ:

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