Praise the Lord, my soul

Psalm 103.jpgThere are times in our lives when we find it difficult to Praise our Lord, when our pain within the very being of our soul, that is when we find it so difficult. This is when I find that reading the book of Psalm brings me comfort. King David was one of the writers for this book, it is a book that is filled with prayers, many prayers, as well as songs that truly express the full range of human emotion, that we all seem to go thru. It represent personal journals of the different writers and their relationship with God. The thoughts and feelings they express helps people like you and me draw near to the Lord just like they did. I personally have been on a difficult journey in my own life, just trying to understand it all, and how painful this has been and still is, and not having answers of where I am going and just trying to understand it all. As I opened up my Bible and just thinking of what I want to say to God and longing for that deep relationship with him, I came across these words that King David wrote and it reminds me of myself.

Praise the Lord, my soul, all my inmost being, praise his holy name. Praise the Lord, my soul, and forget not all his benefits—-who forgives all your sins, and heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit, and crowns you with love and compassion, who satisfies your desires with good things, so that your youth is renewed light the eagles. The Lord works righteousness and justice for all oppressed. He made known his ways to Moses; his deeds to the people of Israel: The Lord is compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, abounding in love. He will not always accuse, nor will he harbor his anger forever, he does not treat us as our sins deserve, or repay us according to our iniquities. For as high as the heavens are above the earth so great is his love for those who fear him, as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us. As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him, for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust. The life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field, the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more. But from everlasting to everlasting the Lord’s love is with those who fear him, and his righteousness with their children’s children–with those who keep his covenant and remember to obey his precepts. The Lord has established his throne in heaven, and his kingdom rules over all. Praise the Lord, you his angels, you mighty ones who do his bidding who obey his word. Praise the Lord, all his heavenly hosts, you his servants who do his will. Praise the Lord, all his works everywhere in his dominion. Praise the Lord, my soul.             (Psalm 103 NIV)

It really doesn’t matter where I am going, or how long it all may take me, all I need to do is simply Trust My Lord day by day.

 

Grace and Peace to You My Friends

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Quiet Moments with God

Lamentations 2.png I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall. I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me. Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope. Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning, great is your faithfulness. I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion, therefore I will wait for him. The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him, it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord. It is good for one to beat the yoke while they are young. Let him sit alone in silence for the Lord has laid on him.                                        Lamentations 3:19-28

In Lamentations the prophet Jeremiah records five poems of sorrow for the fallen city.

As a new day is dawning, I sit quietly for my Lord, in Psalm 46:10 it tells us to “Be Still and Know that I Am God” forgive us Lord when we always seemed to be running around with life, and not taking the time with you, and enjoying the beginning of a new day. You have created us in your image, our soul longs for the fellowship with the one who created us. As I sit quietly, where Lord will I hear your voice, will it be in the wind that so gently touches my face and goes thru my hair, will your voice be with the singing of the birds, the song that is so beautiful in which you have created. Will I hear your voice thru the trees in the field that springtime has open their leaves, will I hear your voice as I watch the deer as it longs for the stream of clear waters. I sit and wait to hear your voice so gently in my heart and in my soul.

Prayer is certainly the grand means of drawing near to God, and all other means are helpful to us only so far as they are mixed with, or prepare us for, this.

By John Wesley

 

Grace and Peace to You My Friend