
Happy Sabbath Everyone!
It is a BEAUTIFUL Fall day around our neck of the woods. Pleasant breeze blowing. Occasional leaves drifting down from the trees that will soon be turning a multitude of different shades. It was such a lovely day, I just had to go outside and swing for a bit on our lawn swing and just sit.
I have been continuing through my Bible in 90 Days reading. Have finally made it most of the way through the book of Psalms. I LOVE Psalms! Kind of hate to see it end, though I do love to see that book marker march it's way through the pages of my Bible.
As I mentioned last week, this is my first time reading the New Living Translation, and I am really enjoying it. Found another treasure in my reading this week--well, honestly, I found MANY treasures, but can only choose one for this week's verse. O.K., so I cheated a bit and chose two consecutive verses. Love, love, love what these verses communicate to me about God's love for me.
"The Lord directs the steps of the godly.
He delights in every detail of their lives.
Though they stumble, they will never fall,
for the Lord holds them by the hand."
Psalm 37:23,24
How do you like those verses? God is directing MY steps. He delights--yes, DELIGHTS in every detail of my life. He does not roll His eyes when a prayer from me comes into the heavenly prayerbox. He does not ask "Again???" No. He delights! His eyes light up, and he is more excited than a child at Christmas time. All because He was about to hear from me, about what was going on in MY life. (Not that He didn't already know, but He likes to hear it from me!) I may stumble sometimes, but I will NEVER fall, because God is holding MY hand. If you are a parent, you know how you can be walking with your child and they all of a sudden trip. If you were holding their hand, you can save them from a skinned knee. But if not, well, it's tears and scratches. With our son, because of his cerebral palsy, he stumbled a lot. As he was growing too "old" to hold Mom and Dad's hand all the time, he was blessed with a service dog and he moved to holding the handle on her vest and his dog saved him from many falls. I so love this word picture--God holding my hand. Saving me from falling.
Are you holding God's hand today? Or have you moved your hand away, with a feeling of being able to do it "all myself?"
God is waiting to hold your hand. And by the way, He delights to hear from you.
Have a wonderful week!
Susan