Thoughts for another day

Mar. 17, 2014.

Today's verse:  Is. 12:2. Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and will not be afraid; for the Lord God is my strength and my song, and he has become my salvation. (RSV – copyright ack.)

(Pls. read the above before you read further.  Thanks)

Even before the world was created and the huge cosmos was a blur, formless and completely dark, the Lord God had deigned to make me at an appointed time and I’m grateful that He put me on earth at a time after His Son had come down so I would be acquainted with Him and be assured of His special salvation that He wrought personally for me.  No matter how grievously I sin, I know I can always rely on the Name of Yeshua Masiach and be saved.  No one can, try as they might, keep me away from my eternal home in heaven for my God is with me and it is He Who defends me.

He has put into you and me His Spirit by which we boldly call out to Him Abba Father; which is truly awesome for imagine the Most High, Almighty God Himself is our Father and we can call Him that.  We can trust in Him and we trust Him not being afraid, for He has given us a spirit, not of fear but of power and love and a sound mind (2 Tim. 1:7).  Having had such a great infilling of His Holy Spirit I know that He, the LORD God, has also become my strength and by waiting on Him, I can take the wings of the eagle; I’ll run and not be weary; walk but not be faint.  I’ve witnessed this in my life and I can testify how in my darkest moments, when one is supposed to be drained of all strength, I’ve stood up and reveled in the strength that He gave me. 

Truly the psalmist’s song is mine too and I cry out, Ps. 73:26, ‘My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.’  Who on earth do I have but Him and Who in heaven but Him alone.  Who can I turn to when the smooth gets rough and I’m brought to my knees and the sorrow within me is too deep to either cry or give vent to.  When in pain I shed tears on my pillow in the darkest hours of the night He gently touches me and His touch comforts me.  Suddenly I see the light and there He says to me, ‘I am with you always, even to the end of the age.’  Having such a beautiful Companion, who is my God and my Lord, how then can life be any the less beautiful.  I declare I am His and will always be His.