Psalms

Emilea, put in a praise CD and take time to read throrugh this. You need to not be rushed and you need to feel utterly and incandescently in love with God. Praise him. Dance if you have to. But most of all, love him.

Psalm 62-63
5 Find rest, my soul, in God alone;
my hope comes from him.
6 He alone is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
7 My salvation and honor depend on God;
he is my mighty rock, my refuge.
8 Trust in him at all times, people!
Pour out your hearts to him,
God is our refuge.
11 One thing God has said,
two things I've heard:
that you, God, are strong,
12 and that you, my Lord, are loving.
1 O God, you are my God,
earnestly I seek you,
my soul thirsts for you,
my body longs for you,
in a dry and weary land
where there is no water.
2 I have seen you in the santuary
and beheld your power and glory.
3 Because your love is better than life,
so my lips will glorify your name.
4 I will praise you as long as I live,
and in your name I will lift up my hands.
5 My soul will be satisfied as with the richest of foods;
with singing lips my mouth with praise you.
6 On my bed I remember you;
I think of you through the watches of the night.
7 Because you are my help,
I sing in the shadow of your wings.
8 My sould clings to you,
your right hand upholds me.

Psalm 64
10 Let the righteous rejoice in the Lord
and take refuge in him;
let all the upright in heart praise him!

Psalm 66
1 Shout with joy to God, all the earth!
2 Sing the glory of his name;
make his praise glorious!
3 Say to God, "How awesome are your deeds!
So great is your power
that enemies cringe before you.
4 All the earth bows down to you,
they sing praises to your name."
5 Come and see what God has done,
how awesome his works in man's behalf!
6 He turned the sea into dry land,
they passed through the waters on foot--
come, let us rejoice in him.
8 Praise our God, people!
Let the sound of his praise be heard;
9 he has preserved our lives
and kept our feet from slipping.

Psalm 68
4 Sing to God, sing praise to his name,
extol him who rides on the clouds--
his name is the Lord--
and rejoice before him.

Psalm 103
1 Praise the Lord, my soul,
all that's inside of me, praise his holy name.
2 Praise God, my soul,
and don't forget what he's done for us--
3 he forgives our sins
and heals our diseases,
4 he redeems us, lifts us out of the pit
and crowns us with his love and compassion,
5 he satisfies our desires with good things...
8 The Lord is compassionate and gracious,
he's slow to anger and abounding in love for us.
9 He won't always accuse us,
and he won't be mad at us forever;
10 he doesn't treat us the way we deserve to be treated
or repay us because of all our iniquities.
11 Because as high as the heavens are above the earth,
that's how great his love is for us;
12 as far as the east is from the west,
that's how far he throws our sins away.
13 Like a dad has compassion for his kids,
that's how God has compassion on all of us that fear him;
14 because he knows how he formed us,
he remembers how we crumble like dirt.
15 For all of us, we live like grass
or like flowers from a field;
16 the wind blows and we're gone
and we're no longer remembered.
17 But from forever to forever
God's love is with those of us who fear him,
and his righteousness is with us and our descendants.

Revival is coming. It becomes more evident every day. We need to be ready for when God comes. He loves us more than we could ever imagine! Where will we stand when he returns? What kind of love, what kind of life will we have to show him?

Isaiah 41:10

it’s dark outside.
she stumbles, gasping
in pain. feels blood
trickling from her palm.
the trees mock her;
the rustling laughs.
cold eyes glare. they narrow,
no sympathy. she scrubs
her hand on her jeans,
permanently stained.
standing quickly, running
from their joy, their
pleasure. they call out
to her, “join us, join us…”
she sobs, tears betraying her.
roots trip her; branches
scratch her and then slap
high fives. no mercy.
then a new voice sounds.
“Take my hand.”
the wind hisses, sharp
gusts stinging her face.
“don’t listen, don’t listen.”
the new voice is now a
whisper, “I love her,”
and takes her hand.
he gently rubs the tears
from her cheeks. the night
cries. “he lies, he lies!”
“Be Still!” they quiet.
she looks to him, but can’t
see his face. “who are you?”
he doesn’t answer, pulls her
along with him. “please,
i don’t know you!” she cries.
he stops, wraps his arms
around her. “You know who
I Am,” he murmurs. he lifts
her into his arms and all she knows
is peace. he runs with her.
the wildlife gains new
confidence, reaches out to her.
she whimpers; he holds her closer.
light is visible up ahead. the trees
fight again, wind whips around her,
the eyes have taken on new forms.
the creatures snarl at her.
“I Am!” she cries out.
suddenly the world is all
aglow. the light is so intense
that she can’t make out her
savior’s form. the forest
yells in pain and leaves them.
he carries her out into the light
and sets her gently down.
when she reaches for him, he is
no longer there.

a week later, she is chased
back into the woods, immediately
attacked by those that hate her.
“I Am!” she cries again.
he appears at her side, pulling her
into his embrace. “Do not fear, for
I Am with you.”