Good morning, beloved,
This morning, I have been quiet before the Lord, listening to music proclaiming His light, His love, His majesty, His mercy. I had a boy snuggling with me this morning and I prayed over him that we could just do a more loving job of loving one another as He has called us. Our communication, this week has been rocky and disjointed. So, we sit together, knowing this is a language we both understand. Under it all, we love each other very much. Combined with not feeling my best, allowing quiet to speak ministering more to him than any words. I think that is a good picture for His love for me this morning. Laying my head on His breast, just allowing Him to sing over me, He quiets me with His love. Today I ask you to listen to the songs. Allow yourself a time of worship.
Quiet…remember. He’s got the whole world in His hands…do you need to remember? You know the song. So do I, but this morning, I am very weepy. Come to the place where you see your need for God. Your need for His touch. Listen. He’s here. He’s so close. You are loved.
I had another round of injections yesterday. I brought my kindle with me this time. I have found with my kindle it has a “text to speech“. As I struggled with a migraine before the procedure, as I lay there, I listened to a book full of wonderful advice. It was good as I lay in the darkness to hear how I can tangibly bless my family financially with the grocery budget, also amazing to keep me calm as I waited with an IV in my arm…
After the injections were done, I was very weepy. I was still in much pain and the injections themselves are painful. Right away, I asked for my kindle and turned on Psalm 103. I calmed. I listened. As it is one of my favorites, I can recite with certain versions. I had somehow chosen a version not familiar. So I listened with new ears, I did not turn it off while the doctors and nurses whisked in and out. I was so much calmer.
Psalm 103: 1·All that I am [T O my soul], ·praise [bless] the Lord;
·everything in me [L all my inward parts], ·praise [bless] his holy name.
2 ·My whole being [T O my soul], ·praise [bless] the Lord
and do not forget all his ·kindnesses [gifts; benefits].
3 He forgives all ·my [or your] ·sins [iniquity]
and heals all ·my [or your] ·diseases [ills].
4 He ·saves [redeems] ·my [or your] life from the ·grave [L pit]
and ·loads [or crowns] ·me [or you] with ·love [loyalty] and ·mercy [compassion].
5 He satisfies ·me [or you] with good things [L as long as you live; or according to your desires]
and ·makes me young again [L renews your youth], like the eagle [Is. 40:31].
6 The Lord does what is ·right [righteous] and ·fair [just]
for all who are ·wronged by others [oppressed; exploited].
7 He ·showed [revealed] his ways to Moses [Ex. 34:5–7]
and his deeds to the ·people [sons] of Israel.
8 The Lord shows ·mercy [compassion] and ·is kind [grace].
He ·does not become angry quickly [is slow to anger], and he has great ·love [loyalty; 86:15;145:8–9; Ex. 34:6–7; Neh. 9:17. 31; Joel 2:13; Jon. 4:2].
9 He will not always ·accuse [charge; contend with] us,
and he will not ·be angry forever [L keep watch forever].
10 He ·has not punished us as our sins should be punished [L does not act toward us according to our sins];
he has not repaid us ·for the evil we have done [L according to our iniquity].
11 As high as the ·sky [heaven] is above the earth,
so great is his ·love [loyalty] for those who ·respect [fear] him [Prov. 1:7].
12 He has taken our ·sins [transgressions] away from us
as far as the east is from west.
13 The Lord has ·mercy [compassion] on those who ·respect [fear] him [Prov. 1:7],
as a father has ·mercy [compassion] on his children.
14 He knows how we were ·made [formed];
he remembers that we are dust [Gen. 2:7; 3:19; Job 4:19; 10:9; 34:15; Eccl. 3:20; 12:7].
Today: Something Above, Below, Beside
103. I’m so thankful for rain drenching the ground, our family is praying our lake is full by spring time.
104. I’m thankful for mud tracking in on our white floors. Hold on…it’s a metaphor for me. One, a quick swipe with a hot soapy mop…gone. Reminder, God’s the hot soapy mop in my life. Two…is my next thankful.
105. I’m thankful for all the footprints for they represent. We are breath.
I’ve now heard this song twice this morning.
Pray on. Pray on.