Psalm 18 -- again! · Jun 6, 06:48 PM

When I was about 10, I found an old, wooden Motorola phonograph in a storage room in our family farm house. I’m sure it was an antique even then… I had a delightful time taking it apart, but I never got around to putting it back together.

Bob Mumford says that there comes a point in our lives where God wants to really “know” us… as in finding out what we are made of when we find ourselves in the fire…

I don’t think God is very impressed with what he sees coming out of me in tough times. I keep thinking that the period of being “desbaratado” is almost over … and then it goes to a whole new level.

That’s why I find these words in Psalm 18 of The Message so encouraging … verses 20 to 24.

20-24 GOD made my life complete
when I placed all the pieces before him.
When I got my act together,
he gave me a fresh start.
Now I’m alert to GOD’s ways;
I don’t take God for granted.
Every day I review the ways he works;
I try not to miss a trick.
I feel put back together,
and I’m watching my step.
GOD rewrote the text of my life
when I opened the book of my heart to his eyes.

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Comment

  1. I know what you mean Joseph. With all of my health problems, I have just been holding on to get to the end of my treatments. We have recently learned of a couple of other issues that could possibly become problems down the road. In light of that, I have been wondering if my troubles are going to end, and therefore, I
    have to find a way to accept this, but without losing faith in Jesus. I must find a way to balance the two.
    When our boys were little, they were always sick, and I mean always. I finally found a way to rise above it, which made life much easier. I was even joyful some of the time. I need God’s help to get there again.
    God bless you & Debbie.

    — Patti Crute · Jun 8, 05:08 PM · #

  2. yes, same here. In our case, our oncologist is very certain, from a medical point of view, that our struggle with chemo will not end — the oncologist says that Debbie will need to stay on chemo “as long as it works” ... which has a slightly ominous sound to it.

    This has been very hard for me to accept, probably harder for me than for Debbie. I have had to work through the classic steps of greiving to a point of acceptance and learning to be grateful for “today”.

    Don’t me wrong, that does not mean I still don’t struggle with it.

    I’m glad his mercies are “new every morning”.

    — joseph · Jun 9, 08:55 PM · #

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