Coram Deo: 1

It is a terrible, yet, a comforting truth that each life is not beyond the God who does not slumber (Ps. 121). Terrible to those whom His wrath still abides, and also to the wandering believer. Yet if one finds himself reposed in mercies and grace of God in Christ, there is sweet comfort; comfort not only that His sin is forgiven, that His burdens are now made light, but also because he is fully known, and still fully loved.

"Like a white flower... opening...to drink in the light of the sun"

O Lord, you have searched me and known me!
You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
    you discern my thoughts from afar.
You search out my path and my lying down
    and are acquainted with all my ways.
Even before a word is on my tongue,
    behold, O Lord, you know it altogether.
You hem me in, behind and before,
    and lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
    it is high; I cannot attain it.
Where shall I go from your Spirit?
    Or where shall I flee from your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, you are there!
    If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there!
If I take the wings of the morning
    and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
even there your hand shall lead me,
    and your right hand shall hold me.
If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,
    and the light about me be night,”
 even the darkness is not dark to you;
    the night is bright as the day,
    for darkness is as light with you.
How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
   How vast is the sum of them!
If I would count them, they are more than the sand.
  I awake, and I am still with you.
[Psalm 139:1-12, 17-18]