Two weeks back, desperate to hear a word of encouragement from God, I went in search of the word “hope”.
I was surprised to find so many verses and variations of the word.
The “hope” I settled on is the Hebrew word machseh #4268 in the Strong’s Concordance. The definition surprised me. “hope, (place of) refuge, shelter, trust.” His hope is my place of refuge and shelter when I trust in Him.
Often, I will look up to the word above and below to the next Hebrew word in the order. Often the Hebrew words are similar in spelling and a bit more of explanation is often given. Surprisingly, the word above and the word beneath “machseh” #4268 hit the reason for my desperate search for hope.
The word above #4267 machanaq means choking – strangling.
Hope, Refuge, Shelter, Trust
The word beneath #4269 machsowm means a muzzle – bridle.
This struck me, my Hope is found between the strangling and the bridle. I’ve pondered this for many days.
Last night, in the middle of the night, the sensation of pressure, or the strangling of my heart woke my sleep. I lay there praying, my hope, my place of refuge, my shelter, my trust is right here in the middle of any feeling of strangling of my heart or the muzzling of my freedoms. Peace replaced the pressure and I slept as His beloved for the rest of the night.
In step with the verses, today’s photograph, with the feather that began the whole Psalm 91 series which I will share another time, reminded me,
He is my Hope, my Refuge, my Shelter, and my Trust.