116: 1 - GOD TAKES THE HAND OF THE HELPLESS
I love God because He listened to me, listened as I begged for mercy. He listened so intently as I laid out my case before him. Death stared me in the face, hell was hard on my heels. God takes the side of the helpless; when I was at the end of my rope, he saved me.
I said to myself, "Relax and rest.
Soul, you've been rescued from death;
Eye, you've been rescued from tears
Foot, you've been kept from stumbling."
I'm striding in the presence of God,
Alive in the land of the living!
Something about these verses stirs up something so good in me. Rescued by a very Good God.
Striding in His Presence in the humdrum and holy business of this day. Alive! And, despite a ton of bad luck! Ha.
Psalm 117: 1 - 5 GOD IS MY CHAMPION
Praise God, everybody! Applaud God, all people! His love has taken over our lives; Pushed to the wall, I called to God; from the wide open spaces, he answered. God's now at my side and I'm not afraid; who would dare lay a hand on me? God's my strong champion; "The hand of God has turned the tide!
Brings to my mind: The LORD is my Shepherd, I shall not want. So what does that mean as I read these verses about a Present God? Maybe the only thing we know will never let us go is God. Listen to my life. What do I want more than my Shepherd?
PHOTO: All those helpless times in the city where I live. Austin. Where God turned the tide.
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