February 6, 2007

Glennis read to me the 39^th Psalm this morning. It really ministered to me and I felt David was describing my life exactly.

“Make me to know my end, and to appreciate the measure of my days…. Let me know and realize how frail I am [how transient is my stay here] Behold, you have made my days as short as handbreaths, and my lifetime is as nothing in your sight…..Surely every man walks to and fro like a shadow in a pantomime….. I am silent I open not my mouth for you have done it. Remove your stroke away from me, I am consumed by the blow of your hand…. Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry, hold not thy peace at my tears, for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were. O spare me, that I may recover my strength, before I depart and am no more” (Ps 39).  

When I go on outings, around the hurriedness and activities of this world, I feel like a sojourner or citizen of another kingdom. My tongue is silent, my life is fragile, I have no strength, my body is like a shadow of what it was, and my days on earth are ever before me. My cries and petitions are similar to King David’s when he asks God to spare him that he may recover his strength.

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