The boundary lines have fallen for me
in pleasant places;
indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance.
This Psalm begins with the recognition that God is my refuge, and “I have nothing good besides you.”
My inheritance is the place of refuge where I find in the Lord. A beautiful place, the boundaries of which are set to hem me in with His protection, love, and provision.
And this is not a prison place – restrictive or restricting my life and forcing me to dwell herein. No meager accommodations or a lack of beauty and joy here.
No! This place is a lovely spot of pleasure.
The presence of the Lord is a wide open plain. A bright sunny expanse of beach. Mountaintops as far as the eyes can see.
A pleasant place.
Thank you Lord for your provision.
Your presence is a beautiful, wonderful place to be.

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