Psalm 57:9 I will praise you, Lord, among the nations; I will sing of you among the peoples.
Loving Father, Today’s weather still has me thinking about storms and boats and You, napping, because You *know* there is nothing to fear. Forgive me, when I am afraid, for being angry that You don’t treat a situation like it is the catastrophe that I feel it is.
Psalm 57:10 For great is your love, reaching to the heavens; your faithfulness reaches to the skies.
Dear Lord, You don’t treat it as a catastrophe because You are already on the other side. It’s not that You don’t care, it’s that You know it will all work out because You are eternally victorious. Help me, in the middle of the metaphorical storm, in the middle of the metaphorical ocean to remember *who* You are and who You are *to me.* You will never leave me nor forsake me. I can trust You, even when I am afraid.
Psalm 57:11a Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;
Precious Savior, Help me to strengthen my toolbox with techniques that I can use when the panic sets in: breathing deeply, closing my eyes, repeating “Jesus is napping. He’s not concerned. He’s already won.” Whatever it takes, Lord, help me to employ it. I trust You. Help me to put that trust into practice, especially when I am afraid. Amen.
Psalm 57:11b …let your glory be over all the earth.
Have a blessed day.