Why Do We Thank God for Blessings but Forget the Arrows He Stopped?

Why Do We Thank God for Blessings but Forget the Arrows He Stopped?

Here is a question that stopped me this morning. We are quick to thank God for our blessings, and rightly so. But what about the harm that never reached us? The accident that did not happen. The harsh word that fell short of our hearts. A shield’s whole purpose is the blow you never feel. 

Today’s reflection on Psalm 5:12 looks at the two mercies hidden in one verse, and why the quieter one may be the greater. Come and read it with me.

Key Takeaway

The greatest mercies in our lives may be the ones we never see—the accidents avoided, the temptations escaped, the hurts prevented, and the dangers from which God silently protected us

The Shield You Did Not Lift

There is a single word at the heart of this morning’s verse, and once you see it, you cannot unsee it. A shield. David does not say God blesses the righteous with comfort, or wealth, or an easy road. He reaches for the most battle-worn object he knows — the thing a soldier grips when arrows are already in the air — and he says: this is what God’s favour is like.

Hold that image up to the light and turn it slowly, because everything we need is hidden in its two movements.

A shield does two things, and so does God in this verse. It gives, and it withholds. Look again at David’s words: you bless, and you cover. Two verbs. Two mercies. And most of us only ever thank God for one of them.

Bless is the mercy we can see. It is the open hand, the good gift, the morning that arrives full of light. We feel a blessing the moment it lands, and we are right to be grateful. This is the side of God’s favour we count, the side we name in our prayers, the side we post about and praise Him for. And it is real. He does bless the righteous, freely, generously, day after day.

But cover is the quieter mercy, and it may be the greater one. To cover is not to give you something — it is to keep something from reaching you. It is the arrow that missed. The accident that did not happen. The harsh word that fell short of your heart. The danger you walked straight through this week without ever knowing it was there. A shield’s whole purpose is the blow you never feel. And here is the truth that should stop you in your tracks this morning: most of God’s protection over your life has been invisible by design.

You have spent years thanking Him for what He gave you. Have you ever thanked Him for what He stopped?

This is why the image is a shield and not a fortress, not a wall, not a hiding place. Those are things you run to. A shield is something carried for you, out in front of you, in the very place the battle is fiercest. God does not promise you a life with no arrows. He promises you a covering in the middle of them. You are not asked to leave the field. You are asked to stand behind the One who absorbs what was aimed at you.

And notice — this is the boldest part — it is a shield you did not lift. You did not earn it by your strength, and you cannot drop it by your weakness. David says you cover them, not they cover themselves. The defending is His. The arm that holds the shield never tires, never lowers, never gets distracted. While you slept, it was raised. While you worried over things that never came, it was raised. It is raised right now, over the very fear you woke up carrying.

So rise today and walk into your day differently. Not because the arrows have stopped — they have not — but because you finally understand what is standing between you and every one of them. You are blessed, yes. Count it. But you are also covered, and that mercy is so constant, so silent, so faithful, that you have lived your whole life inside it and rarely noticed.

Step out. The shield is already up. It was up before you opened your eyes.

Looking back, can you name one arrow God quietly stopped before it ever reached you, a danger or hurt you only later realised you had been covered from?

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Johnbritto Kurusumuthu, for Rise & Inspire

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