A word for the fearful

May 29^th (words 347)

So awesome is God.  He speaks into fearful hearts, saying: “Blessed be the Lord, my rock, who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle; he is my steadfast love and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield and he in whom I take refuge… O Lord, what is man that you regard him, or the son of man that you think of him?  Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.  Bow your heavens, O Lord, and come down! Touch the mountains so that they smoke!”  

“Come and visit me in this coffee shop… but hold back the smoke – it would distract people too much. come visit us in Cowansville… come to our house… Let your thrown be set over my personal space.”

Instead of cowering behind my inabilities – God trains me for active involvement in his kingdom.

I was talking with Becky about serving within our gifting. 

As God enables us to better know ourselves he can give us a better sense for how he wants to use us.  If you love God, you will obey him – the Bible says.

May the circles that I walk and swim in and rest in and work in be all within the bigger circle of your rule! 

My hands aren’t being trained for a literal war (as might have been the case for King David) – but they are being strengthened by God for living in a world that becomes more and more difficult.

Newest unbelievable news… Trump calls the Canadian auto industry a threat to American national security.  My prayer in a world that gets more and more crazy is that God would remind us to rest fearlessly in his provision. I looked up a song that might have first been written out of a pot-stoning:  “Don't worry about a thing; 'Cause every little thing gonna be alright; Singing' don't worry about a thing; 'Cause every little thing gonna be alright”  We can thank Bob Marley for words that actually reflect a Christian rest – spoken to fearful hearts.