Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty (Psalms 91)

By Ramón Augusto

September 26, 2024

So, there I was, in the middle of my shower, when I suddenly remembered—I needed to pray for my family. I started praying for each of my siblings, one by one, and then something wild came to mind: what if instead of praying for them daily, I asked for protection over all the days they’ve got left, until they reach Jesus… until they’re safe?

Now, just to be clear, I wasn’t thinking this because I’m lazy or trying to dodge daily prayer time. This idea came from a real fear—what if one day I forget to pray, and something happens to them because I slipped up? This thought has bothered me ever since I became a believer. I’ve been through some dark horrible times, and I am fully aware of the existence of the devil and demons. But I also know God’s mercy. And trust me, I’ve experienced the power of prayer. That’s why I try my best not to forget to pray for them every day. The fight for our souls is real—it’s happening up in heaven, while we’re down here, just forgetting about it.

So I prayed, asking for protection over each of my siblings, then my nieces, and eventually the whole family tree, including those super distant cousins I barely even know. That’s when it hit me—I should probably finish showering and get back to life.

Then I remembered: wait a second, I haven’t prayed for myself yet! So I asked God to protect me too. In that moment, Psalm 91 popped into my head, and I felt the Holy Spirit’s presence. Without thinking, I immediately whispered:

“Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High, will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.”

And I was overwhelmed. I couldn’t help but cry as I repeated those words:

“Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High, will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.”

This time, I said it with even more faith, and then the second verse hit me:

“I will say of the Lord, ‘He is my refuge and my fortress, My God, in whom I trust.’”

I walked out of the shower, still repeating those verses, each time with more faith. In my heart, I told the Holy Spirit, “I don’t want to lose this feeling of peace.” His response wasn’t in words or even ideas. It was pure joy—a deep love for my Creator.

After drying off and getting dressed, I grabbed my Bible, knelt down, and read all of Psalm 91 out loud. As I read, I realized that there are so many people who need to hear what I just experienced. So many people are searching for the same comfort I just received.

That’s why I prepared this message. I believe the Holy Spirit placed it on my heart. I hope it reaches you, and more than anything, I hope you feel the peace and joy that I experienced.