Moving furiously to draw me away, from You, O God, I cry.
Distractions and needless attractions and vices move to catch my eye.
And what about Fear, who continuously lurks nearby?
And Doubt, his best friend who endlessly tempts me to trust only in me, myself, and I?
What a whirlwind of destruction and deception and such. In circles, ever appearing—giant waves of human-ness!
But God, He’s the same. There is none like Him.
He’s able.
His mercy has no end.
He loves not like men.
But I forget . . . unless His Word is on my table!
The stories, the history, God’s provision, the songs. God proclaims salvation from the beginning. His heart . . . so longs:
But Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on the cushion. So they woke Him and said,
“Teacher, don’t You care that we are perishing?”
Then Jesus got up and rebuked the wind and the sea.
“Silence!” He commanded.
“Be still!”
And the wind died down, and it was perfectly calm.
“Why are you so afraid?” He asked. “Do you still have no faith?”
Mark 4:37-40, tells a story for me, and you? “Do you still have no faith? . . . Why are you so afraid?”
“Forgive me O God. May I continually seek Your unfailing aid. Give me an ear to hear Your voice in the morning. May I, in awe and wonder, faith-fully obey.
And may I remember You and Your powerful Word. May I not forget, time and time again, that You are ever with me, that You are,
my Lord.”
Although the Lord gives you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction, your teachers will be hidden no more;
with your own eyes you will see them.
Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, . . .
“This is the way; walk in it,” Isaiah 30:20,21.