Boundary Lines
As my trip gets closer I find myself getting nervous, excited, and a little fearful. As usual, when I start to feel these emotions I repeat Psalm 16 to myself. It’s become my mantra—especially verses 5-6: "Lord, You alone are my portion and my cup; You make my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance." In the past, these verses always brought me comfort—especially verse 6: “The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places”. I always considered boundaries as good. They're something to give your kids security and safety. They're used to keep animals inside a pasture so they don't wander off and get killed or lost. They designate a person's land so everyone knows who owns what. I felt comforted knowing that God had placed boundaries around my life, keeping me safe and secure—and then this week the enemy attacked. Satan ...