From the note book of Olive. September 15th 2014. Psalm 144: 1 to 4. Blessed be God, my mountain, Who trains me to fight fair and well. He is the bedrock on which I stand, The castle in which I live. My rescuing knight, The high crag where I run for dear life. While He lays my enemies low. I wonder why you care, God-- Why do you bother with us at all? All we are is a puff of air; We are like shadows in a campfire. Some times as I contemplate on scripture, Trying to understand what God is saying to me. I stumble across a chapter that speaks especially to me! It reaches me where I am. At my level. I am amazed at how much God cares, that I seek to know Him! His caring is incredible. Psalm 144 reminds me that God is my mountain. He teaches me through scripture, how to scale that mountain, called life. When I encounter obstacles, as I often do, Through which I have to fight my way through, He reminds me, to remember to fight well! Two of these ways are . 1. By keeping a still tongue. My mother used To say, a still tongue makes a wise head! 2. A soft answer turns away wrath, but grievous words stirs up anger. Good advise if we want to fight well! Advise that demands discipline. Especially For me. Last summer as I was trout fishing , I had to walk across a bog to get to the pond I wanted to get to. It was very hard to find solid footing. I stepped from one patch of ground to Another, to avoid little flashets of water. I lost my balance and very quickly found myself sinking into the mire, like quicksand. It was scary! Many times in life I have walked on shifting sand. On a wrong road I had taken. I grew weary and tired like I did on the bog Fighting to grab something to hold on to, To haul myself on to solid ground. It great to know, that I have Jesus. He is my bedrock on which I stand. When the storms of life beat upon me, He Is my safe haven from the storm. My castle, my place of refuge where I can Climb when the flood waters of life, are about to drown me. When I feel them over my head, Jesus is under my feet! Why does God, care? I am just like a grasshopper in His eyes. Just a puff of air, the bible says, like shadows in a campfire! So why does He care? Well, He made me! I am His creation. And altho looking down from His high Perch, I look small and insignificant , I am the apple of His eye! His creation. The love of His life! Can you imagine that kind of love? He really does love me! He must have ,He gave his only son to die that I might live! I am His child. He is my heavenly father. And He loves me with a love that is everlasting. He followed me down through the corridors of time. He did not stop at the mountains wild,or the deepest canyon. He followed me, sometimes through hell and high water, to rescue me, and shepherd me Back where I belong,in His fold! I know why. I know why Jesus loved me. The bible tells me why. I cant really comprehend it, No matter How I try. He made me for his pleasure. To come and walk with me. And with Him share to all the world, His love, that knows no measure. Written by Olive Powell. ,
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 12:22:07 +0000
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