originally posted December 17, 2010
“Hear my prayer, O God; give ear to the words of my mouth…Behold, God is my helper; the Lord is with those who uphold my life…I will freely sacrifice to You; I will praise Your name, O Lord, for it is good.” –Psalm 54:2, 4, 6
I forget this.
I forget that I am the little hand in the picture.
I forget that the ring on the Big Hand may not be a wedding ring, but symbolizes commitment just the same.
I forget that I am small.
I have lain awake at night trying to figure out how to address a situation in the morning. I have fretted like a woman without anything better to do. But there is much that I have that is better to do.
I forget that God cares. He cares about my day. He cares whether I get sleep at night. And He cares about those things that I fail to ask Him about in the night.
And in the times that I remember, somehow I am astounded that He cares enough to actually deliver.
What sort of system is that?!? The sad revelation is that my faith is so weak, I am still surprised that God cares so much.
I long for the day when surprise is replace by joy alone.
Joy, stemming from gratitude that He Who promises is faithful. I need not worry. I need not fret.
“Tremble and do not sin; when you are on your beds, search your hearts and be silent. Offer the sacrifices of the righteous and trust int he Lord. Many, Lord, are asking, ‘Who will bring us prosperity?’ Let the light of Your face shine on us. Fill my heart with joy when their grain and new wine abound. In peace I will lie down and sleep, for You alone, Lord, make me dwell in safety.” –Psalm 4:4-8
photo by Sias van Schalkwyk