Thinking this morning, soaking in, getting refreshed and renewed.
Finding myself at peace, knowing there is Someone greater who loves me.
Meditating on some of my favorite 3×5’s:
Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord and whose trust is the Lord. For he will be like a tree planted by the water, that extends its roots by a stream and will not fear when the heat comes; but its leaves will be green, and it will not be anxious in a year of drought nor cease to yield fruit. —jeremiah 17
Ah yes, fruit. The thought of being fruitless is one of my worst fears… and today I am reminded that it’s most likely a thought planted by the Enemy. Trust in the Lord, Danica; reach for that source of life, and in whatever season you find yourself, there will be abundance of health and fruit.
‘Tis so sweet to trust…
But I have trusted in Your lovingkindness; My heart shall rejoice in Your salvation. I will sing to the Lord, for He has dealt bountifully with me. –psalm 13
Speaking of rejoicing, this struck me this morning:
I will offer in His tent sacrifices with shouts of joy… –psalm 27
Not sacrifices with sobriety, or with tears, or with an attitude that demands that God and the rest of the world notice how deeply into our need we had to dig in order to bring this sacrifice to the altar. Sacrifice with shouts of joy. What a privilege it is to give to God! And how wonderful to pour out our hearts, our time, our dreams, our money–our lives!–and know that He cannot be out-given!
…I will sing, yes I will sing praises to the Lord. –psalm 27