Psalm 40:1 I waited patiently for the LORD; He turned to me and heard my cry.
The God of my youth was clothed in flowing robs of white. A halo of golden light shown all around Him. He was benevolent and holy, and utterly unapproachable. I could worship Him, praise Him, admire Him, but I could not talk to Him. I could not show Him all my dirty, muddy, slimy emotions like fear, anger, and bitterness.
Psalm 40:2a He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire….
God is infinitely holy, and I don’t mean to imply otherwise, but part of maturing in my faith has been understanding that He doesn’t want just the best parts of me. He doesn’t want me to come to Him only in praise and adoration. He is big enough, loving enough, sovereign enough to want all of me—even the dirty, muddy, slimy emotions like fear, anger, and bitterness. He wants my whole heart. And it is only when I can be totally real and honest with Him that He can help me move forward in His will. Thank You, Jesus.
Psalm 40:2b He set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand.
Lord, Thank You for this day and for my maturing faith. Thank You for loving all of me, even the rough bits, and for wanting a rich and loving relationship with my whole heart. Thank You for lifting me out of the slimy pits of life, Lord, and for placing my feet, again and again, on Your solid ground. Help me to continue to grow and mature in my relationship with You. Draw me closer. Amen.
Psalm 40:4 Blessed is the one who trusts in the LORD….
Have a blessed day.
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