Outside in the still dark of early morning, it’s raining, the sound soft upon my patio cover. A perfect morning to sit on the sofa, a fire in the fireplace, to read my Bible and listen to worship music playing softly nearby (Be Thou My Vision: Celtic Hymns by David Arkenstone). I’m still dwelling, completely unrushed, in the Psalms, going forward, going back.
This morning, I settled into the second half of Psalm 16.
Lord, you alone are my inheritance, my cup of blessing.
You guard all that is mine.
The land you have given me is a pleasant land.
What a wonderful inheritance!
I will bless the Lord who guides me;
even at night my heart instructs me.
I know the Lord is always with me.
I will not be shaken, for he is right beside me.
No wonder my heart is glad, and I rejoice.
My body rests in safety.
For you will not leave my soul among the dead
or allow your holy one to rot in the grave.
You will show me the way of life,
granting me the joy of your presence
and the pleasures of living with you forever. (vs 5-11)
I thought of my warm and cozy home — the land the Lord has given me is a pleasant land. I thought of my work in progress — the land the Lord has given me is a pleasant land. I thought of my family, of my mom and my daughters and my sons-in-law and my grandchildren and my brother and sister-in-law and my nieces and cousins and sweet aunt — the land the Lord has given me is a pleasant land. I thought of the dear, dear friends who have blessed my life — the land the Lord has given me is a pleasant land.
And I know the Lord is always with me. I will not be shaken — not by my mother’s health or my grandson’s health or the falling Dow or other bad news blaring at me from the TV — because the Lord is right beside me. No wonder my heart is glad this morning!
May you know His presence this morning and may your heart be glad.