Psalm 5 & Max Lucado
The bolded parts are things I’m relating to, or things I find interesting at this moment in time.
For the director of music. For pipes. A psalm of David.
1 Listen to my words, LORD,
consider my lament.
2 Hear my cry for help,
my King and my God,
for to you I pray.
3 In the morning, LORD, you hear my voice;
in the morning I lay my requests before you
and wait expectantly.**
4 For you are not a God who is pleased with wickedness;
with you, evil people are not welcome.
5 The arrogant cannot stand
in your presence.
You hate all who do wrong;
6 you destroy those who tell lies.
The bloodthirsty and deceitful
you, LORD, detest.
7 But I, by your great love,
can come into your house;
in reverence I bow down
toward your holy temple.
8 Lead me, LORD, in your righteousness
because of my enemies—
make your way straight before me.
9 Not a word from their mouth can be trusted;
their heart is filled with malice.
Their throat is an open grave;
with their tongues they tell lies.
10 Declare them guilty, O God!
Let their intrigues be their downfall.
Banish them for their many sins,
for they have rebelled against you.
11 But let all who take refuge in you be glad;
let them ever sing for joy.
Spread your protection over them,
that those who love your name may rejoice in you.
12 Surely, LORD, you bless the righteous;
you surround them with your favor as with a shield.
** Does this really happen? Not much right now. I need to change that.
And Max Lucado (finally):
A Daily Blessing
I ask the Father in his great glory to give you the power to be strong inwardly through his spirit.
Here is a scene repeated in Brazil thousands of times daily…
It’s early morning. Time for young Marcos to leave for school. As he gathers his books and heads for the door, he pauses by his father’s chair. He searches his father’s face. Bencao, Pai? Marcos asks. (Blessing, Father?)
The father raises his hand. Deus te abencoe, meu filho, he assures. (God bless you, my son.)
Father and child part for the day, a blessing requested, a blessing willingly given…
We should do the same. Like the child longing for the father’s favor, each of us needs a daily reminder of our heavenly Father’s love.
31 Days of Blessing
And now I need to do homework. I have to study for Monday and Tuesday’s tests, and also write a paper. Only a 2-3 paragraph paper. And the prof doesn’t even care about the information; she’s given us the information and just wants to make sure that we know how to cite things. I can put the information in whatever order I want to as long as it’s cited properly, I guess. So that will be fun. And I also have to fix something (again; this is the third or fourth time I’ve had to turn this thing in) to turn in on Tuesday. But that can probably wait until Monday, haha.
FIVE DAYS UNTIL I GET TO GO HOME!!!!!