Psalm 63

The Thirsting Soul Satisfied in God.

A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah.

1 O God, You are my God; I shall seek You earnestly;
My soul thirsts for You, my flesh yearns for You,
In a dry and weary land where there is no water.

2 Thus I have seen You in the sanctuary,
To see Your power and Your glory.


3 Because Your lovingkindness is better than life,
My lips will praise You.


4 So I will bless You as long as I live;
I will lift up my hands in Your name.


5 My soul is satisfied as with marrow and fatness,
And my mouth offers praises with joyful lips.


6 When I remember You on my bed,
I meditate on You in the night watches,


7 For You have been my help,
And in the shadow of Your wings I sing for joy.


8 My soul clings to You;
Your right hand upholds me.


9 But those who seek my life to destroy it,
Will go into the depths of the earth.


10 They will be delivered over to the power of the sword;
They will be a prey for foxes.


11 But the king will rejoice in God;
Everyone who swears by Him will glory,
For the mouths of those who speak lies will be stopped.

Psalm 73

“You have taken hold of my right hand.  With Your counsel You will guide me, and afterward receive me to glory.  Whom have I in heaven but You?  And besides You, I desire nothing on earth.  My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.  For, behold, those who are far from You will perish; You have destroyed all those who are unfaithful to You.  But as for me, the nearness of God is my good; I have made the Lord God my refuge, that I may tell of all Your works.” Psalm 73:23b-28

All of Psalm 73 has been extremely profound to me for all these years.  It is full of the vivid emotion I have concerning what I see in this world.  It is full of humbling myself before what I perceive is happening and what is actually truth.  And then it is encouraging because through all of it I then see the Lord more clearly.

Yes, the nearness of God is my good.

Jill

The Warrior is a Child

by Twila Paris

Lately I’ve been winnin’ battles left and right.
But even winners can get wounded in the fight.
People say that I’m amazin’, strong beyond my years;
They don’t see inside of me--I’m hidin’ all the tears.

They don’t know that I go runnin’ home when I fall down.
They don’t know who picks me up when no one is around.
I drop my sword and cry for just awhile--
‘Cause deep inside this armor, the warrior is a child.

Unafraid because His armor is the best.
But even soldiers need a quiet place to rest.
People say that I’m amazing’, never face retreat;
They don’t see the enemy can lay me at His feet.

They don’t know that I go runnin’ home when I fall down.
They don’t know who picks me up when no one is around.
I drop my sword and cry for just awhile--
‘Cause deep inside this armor, the warrior is a child.