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As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? (Psalm 42:1-2). Does time with God feel … Continue reading
Category Archives: Psalm
For the Lord watches over the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish. (Psalm 1:6) It’s a promise. It’s a warning. It brings comfort or terror. It provides hope or despair. It’s the beginning or … Continue reading
Not so the wicked! They are like chaff that the wind blows away. Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment, nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous (Psalm 1:4-5). I forget. Sometimes I look at the nonbelievers … Continue reading
He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever he does prospers. (Psalm 1:3) OK, I really appreciate the tree image. On a day like today, … Continue reading
Blessed is the man who does not walk in the council of the wicked, or stand in the way of sinners, or sit in the seat of mockers. But his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on … Continue reading
Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me, and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting (Psalm 139:23-24). This psalm ends with a request. Like … Continue reading
If only you would slay the wicked, O God! Away from me, you bloodthirsty men! They speak of you with evil intent; your adversaries misuse your name. Do I not hate those who hate you, O Lord, and abhor those … Continue reading
How precious to me are your thoughts, Oh God! How vast the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you. (Psalm 139:17-18). Can you imagine … Continue reading
All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be (Psalm 139:16). Predestination…or free will? Look, first thing on a Tuesday is not the time to get into a discussion that heavy. … Continue reading
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes beheld my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written … Continue reading