Psalm 84:1-2, 10,12 – How lovely is Your dwelling place, Lord Almighty! 2 My soul yearns, even faints, for the courts of the Lord; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God. 10 Better is one day in Your courts than a thousand elsewhere; I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of the wicked. 12 Lord Almighty, blessed is the one who trusts in You.
Secret Place
In our secret place, Oh Lord.
In our secret place, I am with You.
I walk through the house of my life,
Not stopping or being detoured,
I must go to the room of comfort,
The room where You are.
As I walk through the house,
I see the pictures on the wall,
Also, trophies on the shelf,
I don’t pause to reminisce.
I have only one goal,
My eyes, dear Lord, look to our room.
With the hordes pursuing, I am not rushing.
Though they are faster and stronger,
They cannot get to me; your palm prevents them.
I hear them yelling threats at me,
“We will catch You, we shall shred You!”
I will not turn to look, their threats are…
Empty!
Of course I hear their threats, still, my spirit is calm,
I know that You, Oh Lord, are greater.
I am not afraid, for I belong to You.
The enemies are stronger and bigger than me,
My arms are not strong enough to defeat them,
Swifter are their feet than mine,
Still, I am safe,
My heart and soul are calm,
And in peace.
Knowledge of You is what I hold onto,
Surely, I know who You Are,
I know Your mighty deeds,
In the knowledge of You,
Comes a calming whisper,
A soft hush to my spirit,
I breathe in Your presence,
In our private room.
You are always here with me,
There, also, you are always there,
With me.
Here,
In our secret place, Oh Lord.
In our secret place, I am with You.
Safe, at rest, my smile finds its origin,
In Your smile.
All I want, All I need,
Is You!
In our Secret place, Oh Lord.
In our Secret place, I am with You.
IHS 2/24/17
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Praise the Lord! Psalm 150:6
by Bob with
Psalm 130:5-6 – 5 I wait for the Lord, my whole being waits, and in His word I put my hope. 6 I wait for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than watchmen wait for the morning.
In the midst of celebration, at the cresting of wave of victory, from the highest mountaintop, when joy has exploded about me, still Lord, yes, still Lord, I wait for You. It is Your presence that is my life. I relish the blessings You send. They are proof of Your love to me. They are from You and with them I am delighted and thankful. Yet still Lord, I wait for You. It is for You my soul seeks. A chick sees its mother return from her hunt, and opens its mouth to receive blessings of life. It does not wonder if the mother will pour food into its mouth. It stretches its neck and opens it mouth in full expectation of receiving from its mother. Even more Lord, even more, do I wait on You. My hope is in You, my hope is in Your Word. You have revealed Yourself to me through acts of love and through Your Word. At one time, I only knew of You. I had heard of Your goodness and love, but I had not personally known it. It was You who sought me out, it was You who revealed Yourself to me. You came to live within me, a foretaste of the what You would continually pour into me. You oh God, are faithful and sure. I wake in the morning with my soul hungering for You. During the day, unless I walk with You, I grow faint. My soul stretches and reaches for You. If I were to have the whole world as mine, without You, there is no satisfaction. I cry for You Lord. I want no blessings that are not from You. It is You I wait for. You, only You! You are the fulfillment and delight of my soul. My need is for You. Your love draws me ever closer. The closer I get the closer I want to be. I have an unquenchable thirst and an insatiable appetite for You Lord.
What need do I have? I wait for the Lord. I do not wait as person who waits for an unknown destiny by an unknown entity. I wait with certain hope. My hope is an unbreakable mighty cord that is found in Your hand, and runs to me, and I hold fast. Hope in You is based not on the empty hope of the lost. My hope is in You, a hope that does not fade but grows stronger. Ever stronger my hope in You grows and so ever tighter is my grip. Before I believe the sun will rise, I believe that You love me and are my deliverer at every turn. Should the universe explode into nothingness and all things, but me, fail to exist, still my hope is in You. You are able to sustain me even then. At my every breath in, You could create oxygen for me to breathe. On the palm of Your hand I would stand. You are sure Almighty God! Your love for me is sure and eternal. More than the night guard expects the morning to come, I am sure of You. Let everything in all the universe fail, still You are good and You love me. This I know. In this, I wait on You Almighty, Loving and Tender God. On You I wait. I look to You with a tangible hope that is knowledge. Waiting on You is a sure thing. I wait on You. It is who I am in You. I look to You, I wait on You, for You are sure. Praise You God! You have never failed me and You never will. Lord God, I wait on You! Always I bow before You and lift my heart to You. My will and my heart are Yours! Do with them as You will. I love you God! I praise you God.
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Praise the Lord! Psalm 150:6
IHS 2-22-17
by Bob withMarching.
Going alone.
Ever moving forward.
A very solitary journey.
Only never am I alone.
Always, He is lovingly with me.
He is my hope and my strength.
When I hurt deeply, He is with me.
Calling to Him I always find, He is here.
My Father God, Savior and Lord Jesus, Holy Spirit.
God with me, God in me, eternally within.
My Lord is my friend, my confidant.
I am loved as I am.
In love, He improves me.
He fills empty spots.
Ever moving forward.
Never alone.
Marching.
IHS 2/3/17
by Bob with