The Secret Place of the Most High

I wrote this poem years ago after reading one of my favorite Bible verses, Psalm 91.  It's a reflection of how I feel when I'm in my Secret Place with the Most High.  What does your secret place look like?  How do you feel in your secret place when you are with Him? 

The Secret Place of the Most High

When I feel life is out of control

And this whole world is passing me by

I find refuge and solace

In the Secret Place of the Most High

Welcomed, comforted, unconditionally loved

No hote or rejection shown

I arrive in total solitude

Alone but not alone

In the Secret Place I can cry all day
Or laugh until I do the same
And if I do both at the same time
My host doesn't think I'm insane

And when the day is done

The Most High rocks me slowly to sleep

He's never broken His sacred promise

My soul He said He'll keep

So when you feel you can't go on

And would rather lay down and die

You too can find peace and rest, in

The Secret Place of the Most High