It stopped me in my tracks the first time I read it. My circumstances were not particularly pleasant at that moment in time and I felt like my life was anything but good but I flipped open my bible anyway. I felt passed over, ignored, left out by God and completely alone until I read these precious words King David wrote centuries ago:
O Lord, You are the portion of my inheritance and my cup;
You maintain my lot. The boundary lines have fallen to me in pleasant places;
Yes, I have a good inheritance. Psalm 16:5-8
As I thought about what God was saying here it grasped ahold of my heart and in all these years it’s never let go. For me, this is one of my top ‘life scriptures’ and I pray it regularly because I know it’s the absolute, take-it-to-the-bank truth….
Raising an Only Child
Why Jesus is Better Than Cake
I want to have my cake and eat it too. I DON’T want to share it with ANYONE. I want it all to myself because I’m selfish. It’s my worst quality and the one area where I still have much work to do. One of many areas.
As I grow and go on with God He gently guides and teaches and as I listen and follow, my clenched hands open and what I grasp tight He teaches me to give. He brought this home in a profound way years ago and I’ve never forgotten the lesson. It’s this:
Just because a blessing falls into your lap doesn’t mean it’s always yours to keep.
If you follow my blog you know I’ve written quite a bit about my struggles with
When Everything Falls Apart
When was the last time you went through one of those seasons where everything you relied on, everything you thought was true, fell apart? I’m talking about the big things. The job loss, the miscarriage, the divorce, the serious illness, the tragedies that sucker punch us one way or another and can’t be prayed away. The suffocating thing suddenly dropped in our laps where we can’t see anything good because of the bad….
The Place Between the Going & the Showing
I like to make my own decisions about my life like where I live, how I spend my time, how I make a living, etc. I’m an independent sort and I pretty much want to do what I want to do when I want to do it….. except for this one thing. By submitting my …
He’s in the Future
I tend to be a worrier and as a result, I’m a planner because I want to control the outcome. If truth be known, I want to control the future, to know what’s coming and to plan for it. To be ready. Prepared. Not caught unawares. There’s no big sin in it save this: Sometimes it’s easier to trust in myself than God.
That’s the ugly truth and it’s embarrassing to admit I struggle with it, but there you go. My future seems so real and often I feel as if I Know Best which just proves one thing: I don’t.