Psalm 5: 1-3
Give ear to my words, O Lord,
Consider my meditation.
Give heed to the voice of my cry,
My King and my God,
For to You I will pray.
My voice You shall hear in the morning, O Lord;
In the morning I will direct it to You,
And I will look up.
This morning I found such a sweet moment resting in the reality that I am not in control and the Great I Am is. I am thankful for the sick child, the gained hour, the husband’s exhortation, the Psalmist’s example; all of the seemingly small human realities that I believe God used to encourage my divine appointment. I am so glad that my God knows what I need and is willing to meet with me, willing to fill my spiritual tank and empower movement within my soul, again.
Now, I would like to report that this morning was so filling that I am in a good place, that I was ready to face the world and I met each situation today with zero frustration or desire for selfish gain, but I cannot. I still struggled today. I still found myself thinking things I ought not. I still wrestled with the sinful, spiteful flesh that I wrestle with daily, but I was more prepared for the wrestling.