So here’s the deal on Psalm 102 ….. the afflicted Psalmist is crying out to God!! He’s physically and mentally down…… can’t eat or sleep, groaning, derided by his enemies, lonely, and amidst all this, he feels like God, Himself, must be angry with him. Evidently Zion (Jerusalem) has been attacked and is in shambles. … Continue reading Reflections on Psalm 102
This unnamed Psalmist is seeing God high and lifted up — REIGNING — ROBED — ESTABLISHED — NEVER MOVED — EVERLASTING! And it occurs to me….. maybe I’m looking elsewhere. v.1 The Lord reigns; He is robed in majesty; the Lord is robed; He has put on strength as His belt. Yes, the world is … Continue reading Reflections from Psalm 93, as seen thru a Coronavirus lens………
Remember when life was simple and all ya had to worry about was raw chicken? I grew up hearing my Daddy say, “I’ve eaten so many eggs in my lifetime, I could kiss an old pullet in the tail and not bat an eye”! That would’ve been in the 60’s. By the time I … Continue reading Freaking out……
A January morning reflection on Psalm 65:5-8 Who even is a God like You? A God who answers us with awesome and righteous deeds? As David said, You are our God who saves us, the God who is our hope, the God who establishes mountains, and stills the roaring of seas, waves and people -- … Continue reading The morning shouts…. The evening shouts….. and so do I!
I came across a prayer journal this morning…. dated August 5, 2007….. it was my Dad’s birthday. And perhaps because it’s the CHRISTmas season, I paused and lingered over it. Journals are somewhat like photo albums,….. only they give you a glimpse back in time at the state of your mind and heart, rather than … Continue reading So what does it matter……????
Good times; bad times; God times (and the dreaded semicolon......) (A reflection on Psalm 30:6-12) There will be “good times”. David had them — I have them — you have them. v.6-7 As for me, I said in my prosperity, “I shall never be moved.” By Your favor, O Lord, You made my mountain stand … Continue reading Good times; bad times; God times (and the dreaded semicolon)
So we took a trip to Colorado…. 10 of us. The criteria was: having the root system of either BEING Little or having married a Little (bless). That link created a dynamic which spanned from age 2+ (who was post potty-training) to age 68! Sprinkled within that range was one teenager, one middle-schooler, one elementary … Continue reading How to travel with a LARGE family and not kill each other…… and How to travel this thing called “life” and finish well — they are one and the same!