She Will Not Fall

This winter one of my favorite Christmas gifts came from my sister-in-law. She took the time to peruse my Pintrest boards, found a print of a verse I love and recreated it on a great big canvas.

I wish I could fully and adequately explain to you how much the gift meant - for so many reasons, but for one in particular.

The verse is Psalm 46:5. It's the verse that played over and over in my head the week of my dad's stroke (read about it here and here).

Yes, the verse is technically about a city, but to recite that verse to myself was to have Jesus whisper in my ear.

I am within you. I will help you day after day after day. You will not fall. 


They were words I so desperately needed to hear in some of my darkest days - that even when I was at my weakest, He was my strength. Even with I felt I was falling to pieces, He was holding me together.

They are words I still need to hear often. And now thanks to the thoughtfulness and kindness of a sweet family member, they are words I see every day.