In the Palm of Yah’s Hand

Please note: this entry was set for mid-second month (“February”), but discovered today.

“Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings”.
(Psalm 17:8)

I’ve read this verse countless times. Although I have really appreciated the vivid metaphors, in hindsight, I don’t think I truly grasped what it meant to be the “apple of the eye” as I do know.

Feeling alone, now that my husband is gone, I notice more. The silence is almost deafening. Those hard moments just before bedtime seem to loom over me with that forgotten feeling. Let me clarify, I have many eternal brothers and sisters who help, reach out, check in, and make sure I am okay. This feeling of alone is not something they can cover, only Yahweh can…and He does.

Some nights I do my best to stay up late as possible to avoid that lonely feeling. Other nights, I change up my retiring routine. In the end, it makes no difference, I am alone. This is when Yahweh steps in.

He’s been stepping in all day, every day, since that fateful day, and He has been making sure that I know one thing, if that’s all I ever grasp: I am kept as the apple of the eye. Yahweh is looking out for me.

He sends eternal brothers and sisters to text, call, message, and prayer for me. It doesn’t matter who He sends, they are obedient as they help disrupt that downward spiral of the Accuser’s whispers of doubt in my ears. From despair to hope, Yahweh uses every one of His messengers to lift my face in praise to Him.

There is one thing I know for sure, that Yahweh is watching over me. I am kept as the apple of the eye, His eye. I am not alone.

When I awake at night and the thick silence overpowers my ears, not one second too late, Yah’s Spirit touches my heart and lets me know that I am not alone. Yahweh’s face is towards me.

Life is never easy, but navigating this new chapter in my life, this transition that I never thought I would experience this soon is tough as it is necessary. As I navigate through my grief, I know for sure that Yahweh keeps me as the apple of the eye. I am not alone. I never was.