One of the benefits of living alone is talking to myself.
Today while I trolled for something else, Psalm 103 reeled me into The Net, God’s provision for Jud and me through months of faith leaping into uncertainty.
In the margin of the Psalm I’d written, “November 1, 2011 Heather’s birthday, last day of Jud’s 6th cycle at MGH.” Words. My words, sad reminders, until I read David’s psalm, again.
“Praise the Lord, I tell myself, with my whole heart, I will praise his holy name. Praise the Lord, I tell myself, and never forget the good things he does for me.” ( Psalm 103:1-2NLT)
David talked to himself, too.
“Praise the Lord, I tell myself…and never forget the good things he does for me.”
Does for me.
God’s net awaits, triple braided with Love, Grace and Mercy, so strong, so wide, ready for all us leapers with fears and flimsy faith. We, dare to be Daniels, trusting God, while hoping and praying the lions already ate.
“Praise the Lord, I tell myself; with my whole heart…”
Praise the Lord, Jan, with all your heart.
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