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His faithful love.
Psalm 36 : 5-6
Yahweh, Your faithful love
reaches to heaven,
Your faithfulness to the skies.
Your righteousness is
like the highest mountain...
Yahweh, Your faithful love
reaches to heaven,
Your faithfulness to the skies.
Your righteousness is
like the highest mountain...
Lifting my eyes, I know where my help comes from — this God, who made
heaven and earth. His strength begins to hold my heart and it is
lighter within me. I choose to open up this day to Him, knowing His
goodness unchanged, and He begins to shine His light into the dusty
corners. The emptiness begins to fill with peace that I couldn’t find
for myself.
Trusting in His unfailing love, I will
not be shaken.
Every promise here, every redeeming hope – it is mine and it is
yours. I don’t know if you ever feel despair on your heels, your heart
growing heavy – but, if you do, choose praise. Choose trust. Maybe
change won’t feel instantaneous, but
trust anyway. Because He
promised to take the spirit of despair and replace it with a garment of
praise. He promised that His joy will be our strength. Sometimes we have
to stop clinging to the familiar garments of darkness, letting go and
lifting our hands to Him, letting
Him take the sorrow and
wrapping us instead in His light. Sometimes He lets us walk in the
heaviness, knowing how our faith is strengthened when we can understand
that He is sovereign in the good
and the bad.
But the night will not last forever. He always brings morning, in His time, and with it – joy.
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