As I waited for a friend in a coffee shop, Americano & journal in front of me, I began to scribble words. I had been feeling them for weeks but they urged out of me in that moment so I put pen to paper. And then, at church the next week, Psalm 25. This. A response to my cry! An "I hear you!" to my plea!
I read these words this morning. I love how Scripture roots deeply in us, surprises us, ministers to us:
Let the [spoken] word of Christ have its home within you [dwelling in your heart and mind—permeating every aspect of your being] as you teach [spiritual things] and admonish and train one another with all wisdom, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs with thankfulness in your hearts to God. - Colossians 3:16
Waiting, but why?
Wounded, but how?
Wanting, but what?
You say that your thoughts are not my thoughts...
But I want to know.
But I want to understand.
But I want a heart that follows.
You say that Your ways are not my ways…
Open my eyes.
Unblock my ears.
Let me know Your ways.
Let me know Your ways, O Lord;
Teach me Your paths.
Guide me in Your truth and teach me,
For You are the God of my salvation;
For You [and only You] I wait [expectantly] all the day long.
Remember, O Lord, Your [tender] compassion and Your lovingkindnesses,
For they have been from of old.
Do not remember the sins of my youth or my transgressions;
According to Your lovingkindness remember me,
For Your goodness’ sake, O Lord.
Good and upright is the Lord;
Therefore He instructs sinners in the way.
He leads the humble in justice,
And He teaches the humble His way.
All the paths of the Lord are lovingkindness and goodness and truth and faithfulness
To those who keep His covenant and His testimonies. - Psalm 25:4-10, AMP