Tuesday, February 18, 2014

February 12: Psalm 92

February 12, 2014

Good morning Father -
Supposed to be a massive snow day tonight... Everyone is waiting in kind-of eager expectation. Even though I'm actually hoping to get my hours in at work I feel caught up in it too... There are many things more magical and important than money!
Still... hoping to have it timed just right so Jason can have tomorrow off with me (maybe!)

Psalm 92
Finally feel like I am ready for this Psalm. I've been reading it for three days now and I feel like You keep asking me: Do you get it yet? Do you get it yet?
Not in understanding - but in belief?

Do I believe it is good to give you thanks?
   To sing your praises?
To declare your steadfast love in the mornings,
   and your faithfulness at night?

It's funny because I feel like in posting my blog at night - my journal in the morning is often about remembering Your steadfast love and that night in reposting, marveling at Your faithfulness. As I re-write a lot of my morning musings I think - there's so much I missed in that Psalm! So much beauty and detail that I missed because I was too concerned about crying out to You or struggling to stay awake - or struggling to understand.

I feel like that's a beautiful picture of what clinging/learning about Your steadfast love - your covenantal love is - and then looking back and recalling Your faithfulness. Often times in the midst of clinging to Your love I can't see how You are actually working. I am clinging to it by faith unseen... But when I look back I see so many beautiful things I missed at the moment - so much detail that was lost on me as I was confronting the problem.

"For You, O Lord, have made me glad by Your work;
   At the works of your hand I sing for joy."

Thank You Father - for all that You are accomplishing in my life - and all that You promise to complete. Help me to be a willing vessel  - a ready follow - eager and responsive to your slightest lead.


Thank You for Your great love for us that never fails and never gives up - no matter how many times we do.

Thank you for the blessings of my life - Help me to note them and count them - instead of wasting my life away in discontent and dissatisfaction -
Help me to believe - not just say - that truly You are a great God worthy of all our praise -
Teach me to share that with others with courage and strength and love.

"The righteous flourish like the palm tree
   and grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
They are planted in the house of the Lord;
   they flourish in the courts of our God. 
They still bear fruit in old age;
   they are ever full of sap and green,
   to declare that the Lord is upright;
   he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him."

Father - may I dwell and abide in you - flourishing in such a way that those who see me would know and see Your faithfulness - your righteousness - your goodness.

Amen.