Psalms

Recently, I have been working through the Psalms in my devotion time.  Each morning it is like cracking open a treasure filled piñata where beauty and devotion come tumbling out.  God’s devotion to us is bright and brilliant. Like that of opening a curtain to a sunny new day. Each reading, I set myself next to the Psalmist. I follow along as the author dips their pen and leans in to scratch out (regardless of their troubled circumstances) heart filled praise and worship.

God’s character is flawless, radiant, and holy and cannot become separate from His being.  Yet He “Stoops down to look on the heavens and the earth” (113:6). He watches over the righteous, fills hearts with great joy, makes us dwell in safety and searches our mind and heart.  He brings us out, stills our storms and shelters us. He restores, guides, leads, heals, satisfies, and—renews. He redeems, comforts and rescues.  (I can keep going, so I will). He is compassionate, gracious, and merciful. My God examines, forgives, and covers.  He answers me and makes me GLAD! 

I just love Psalms!

I, like the Psalmists, in turn—sing, praise, shout, believe, extol, and sacrifice. I cry out, take refuge, and give thanks.  I set my heart, trust in Him and walk about in freedom.

I am learning through the Psalms. I do not seek God’s hand as to receive from Him, although so full of gratitude, I seek His face (27:8) to be close to Him. I do not keep quiet—I shout His name. I do not hang my head in discouragement—I hope in God!

When we find ourselves in a rather dark and gloomy mood, throw open the Psalms and watch His beauty tumble out.

Psalms.

In Him, DeDe (“Let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love & good deeds” – Hebrews 10:24).