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“He makes my feet like hinds’ feet,
And sets me upon my high places. He trains my hands for battle,
So that my arms can bend a bow of bronze…
I pursued my enemies and overtook them,
And I did not turn back until they were consumed.” Psalm 18:33-34, 37 NASB
Saw this as a friend’s facebook status update recently, and I realized something-I don’t feel like a warrior. More often than I would like to admit, when times get tough I wish I could just keep my head down, do my job, and wait for the storm to pass me by. That’s not how life works, and I know it, believe me. Yet oh how fervently I sometimes wish I didn’t have to struggle and fight in certain areas.
Habakkuk 3:16-19 “I heard and my inward parts trembled, At the sound my lips quivered. Decay enters my bones, And in my place I tremble. Because I must wait quietly for the day of distress, For the people to arise who will invade us. Though the fig tree should not blossom And there be no fruit on the vines, Though the yield of the olive should fail And the fields produce no food, Though the flock should be cut off from the fold And there be no cattle in the stalls, Yet I will exult in the LORD, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation. The Lord GOD is my strength, And He has made my feet like hinds’ feet, And makes me walk on my high places. For the choir director, on my stringed instruments.” NASB
I’m sure everyone is tired of hearing about the election by now. Thank goodness we don’t have to see any more attack ads, at least not until the next election. And of course there is always the mandatory overdose of post-election analysis, along with debates on facebook and twitter about the pros and cons of what just happened. Yes, everyone has their own opinion, and yes, you’re entitled to it. You’re also totally entitled to disagree with mine-and I’m ok with that.
Psalm 121:1-4 “A Song of Ascents. I will lift up my eyes to the mountains; From where shall my help come? My help comes from the LORD, Who made heaven and earth. He will not allow your foot to slip; He who keeps you will not slumber. Behold, He who keeps Israel Will neither slumber nor sleep.” NASB
Ever have one of those nights where you just can’t sleep? Maybe too much coffee, or too much excitement, or maybe too many worries. Really, there are a million and one reasons for insomnia. (Ok, maybe that’s stretching it just a tad bit, but you know what I mean.)
Psalm 116:1-8 “I love the LORD, because He hears My voice and my supplications. Because He has inclined His ear to me, Therefore I shall call upon Him as long as I live. The cords of death encompassed me And the terrors of Sheol came upon me; I found distress and sorrow. Then I called upon the name of the LORD: “O LORD, I beseech You, save my life!” Gracious is the LORD, and righteous; Yes, our God is compassionate. The LORD preserves the simple; I was brought low, and He saved me. Return to your rest, O my soul, For the LORD has dealt bountifully with you. For You have rescued my soul from death, My eyes from tears, My feet from stumbling.” NASB
This is probably one of my favorite scriptures, just a small snippet of my favorite psalm. I know many people have their own personal favorites, and we could each give a reason why, but I thought I’d just share mine today. I hope my thoughts on it will encourage you.