I started out my readings today in an absolute tizz about some vanishing birthday cards for a party the children were attending today…. so when I read the deep anguish of Psalm 88 I felt more than a little ashamed.
I can’t believe I’m lamenting when I have so many blessings, just because I can’t find something. Nevermind that it cost me my last ten quid and spare half hour yesterday, it really isn’t worth wrecking my lovely free time with my children, when you consider the problems of the psalmist who feels God has totally left him.
“Your fierce wrath has gone over me; Your terrors have cut me off… Loved one and friend You have put far from me…”
So why couldn’t I just get rid of my tiny tizz? Why can’t I just let it go, as the pop psychologist people tell me…? Anyway, I stopped reading my psalm halfway through, being unable to concentrate on my God for something that amounted to 25 pounds all up, and prayed. And the amazing thing was, God, that You answered me. You gave me peace about something so crappy that was terrorising my peace of mind.
Thank You.
Acts 14-15 centres on arguments from different disciples about what parts of the Old Covenant must still be kept by believing Christians.
Peter says these beautiful words: “Now therefore why do you test God by putting a yoke on the neck of the disciples which neither our fathers nor we were able to bear.
“But we believe that through the grace of the Lord Jesus Christ we shall be saved.”
Dear God, Thank You for this beautiful verse today, that we only need believe in our Lord Jesus Christ, and You will save us…. Thank You for a lovely day with my children. Thank You for my lovely husband. Thank You God for everything. In Jesus’ name, Amen