I don’t believe that St. Christopher has any power, yet I wore him for a number of years when I was a boy. I’m not less safe now that I don’t wear it, because it’s the Lord who watches over me – my coming and my going and my life – even in the storms…
1 I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The Lord will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
8 the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.
I had a St. Christopher’s medal when I was a boy. Maybe my mom will comment and tell us where it came from. I’m going to guess it was my Godmother Diane… anyway, reading Psalm 121 reminds of the patron saint of travel.
I don’t believe that St. Chris has any power. I thought the necklace was cool looking. And so I wore it for a number of years on and off. I’m not sure I am less safe now that I don’t wear it, and here’s why: the Lord watches over me – my coming and my going and my life.
The maker of heaven and earth is overseeing my days. He doesn’t sleep or slumber.
That gives me confidence. We just came back from a camping trip in a State Park on the edge of the Pacific Ocean. There was a windstorm the second day which knocked out power up the Washington State and BC coast to close to one million homes. They closed the State Park, yet we were already in there so they let us stay.
One RV across the road moved as alders were breaking and falling around his camp site. A tent trailer was demolished by a tree in another area of the park. We stood outside and watched 100 foot cedars and firs bend back and forth, cracking sounds all around us as limbs came down and the weaker / older trees in the forest fell.
The clouds were moving faster than we had ever seen before and all I could think of was the power of God. The God who made all of this controls the wind. He can let the tree break or stop it from falling on your car. Granted, God let a lot of trees fall on cars, and a few people lost their lives in the storm.
Nothing happened outside of the watchful eye of God. Even the tragedies somehow are under his control. It may never feel so for the people experiencing loss, yet
God is in the middle of storms watching over and helping people…