I woke up with a song this morning. Every so often I find myself “singing” as my first cohesive thought after being plucked from dream world. I just love when this happens, mostly because I know it’s He who “put that song in my mouth”, or rather in my head, saves my family from enduring the off-key notes.
I felt drawn to do some reading today, and found myself opening up to the Psalms. I grabbed my new Christmas journal, which I LOVE (thank you Emma), and found myself reminded once again how writing can be such a avenue in my relationship with my Heavenly Father (and as an outlet for myself!) It’s so interesting to me as I find myself almost stepping outside of my physical body and watching what transpires. Just as some of you are drawn to your morning cup of coffee, tea, or perhaps Diet Coke, it was for me, thats same draw to drink, maybe not physically but indeed spiritually – from my living water.
Yesterday was a hard day. My mind has so many questions, my feelings ran the spectrum, my heart became hard with justice, soft with compassion, hard with a demand for answers, soft with the realization of reality, back and forth, back and forth. Through all of this processing, I found myself in one place as I lay my head down at the end of the day: HE laid me down, in fact, in green pastures – a peaceful place, one beyond my comprehension or understanding. Had the circumstances changed, did I receive any answers to my questions? Nope. But there it was, peace.
Wanna know what song was in my head? I will bless your name, I will bless your name, I will bless your name, forevermore. The exact song my broken heart physically could not sing yesterday.
Wanna know what I read this morning? Psalm 89
15 Blessed are those who have learned to acclaim you, who walk in the light of your presence, O LORD.
16 They rejoice in your name all day long; they exult in your righteousness.
I LOVE when God connects the dots like that. In choosing to focus on Him, his attributes and his promises, blessings come tenfold. Perhaps not understanding, perhaps no answers, but He hasn’t promised us these things. He has promised to never leave us, nor forsake us, and for that, I am thankful. Lord, I can’t thank you enough for your personal, very real love. Sandi, may you sense his love and presence like never before today. We love you!