Rain.
Chocolate.
Psalms.
Thankfully, I have had the pleasure of interacting with all three of these things today, which is a pretty big deal since it hardly ever rains in Colorado.
And chocolate is always in my house. ALWAYS.
And Psalms are something that I used to love from a distance. I used to read them, thinking "well that was nice" and completely forget what I read. But in the past few years, I have found myself so drawn to them. It amazes me how the authors of these short songs are so honest and vulnerable with their pleas and praises to God, especially in times of guilt and depression and persecution. I realized the other day that I have only read maybe three or four Psalms that really stuck with me, and I began to wonder what I was missing out on. So with that, I decided to read through a Psalm a day. 150 Psalms in 150 days, if you will.
Today is my third day of this venture, so naturally I read Psalm 3! Verses 3 and 4 really stuck out to me, saying...
But You, O Lord, are a shield for me,
My glory and the One who lifts up my head.4 I cried to the Lord with my voice,And He heard me from His holy hill. Selah
I really can't tell you exactly why I love this so much. It's comforting, yes. The words are beautiful. But there is something else. Something about the way the David proclaims who God IS (a shield, my glory, the One who lifts up my head). I often feel a little weird telling God who He IS when I worship Him. Isn't God the one who tells US who He is? And who we are, for that matter. And yet, David's words overflow with such undeniable truth. God does indeed hear me from His holy hill. He is indeed my shield, my glory and the One who lifts up my head (this is an expression of encouragement).
Sometimes I give my heavenly Father such little credit. I do not trust that He really is who He says He is. I do not think He will really do what He says He will do. I do not follow His command to "remain in His love"(John 15:9).
Yet He loves ME. Forever and always.
What a wonderful Savior :)

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