In Psalm 40:3, we read: “He has put a new song in my mouth--praise to our God; Many will see it and fear, and will trust in the Lord.”
Gulls soared, a blue heron flew up out of the marsh, harsh croaking announcing his disapproval. A beautiful day for boating--until the boat skidded to a stop, showers of plough (pluff) mud pelting us.
What appeared a wide swarth of inviting water was pluff mud, a few inches of water disguising it.
Scrambling out of the boat, sinking to our arm pits in the odorous mud, we pushed and shoved. The boat wobbled but only in a circle bent on staying put. The only thing moving in the oozy stuff was the marine life that tickled our legs in an attempt to escape. Trapped--until the incoming tide could free us.
Desperate, we decided to pray. “Not much use,” someone commented. “Tide’s going out.” But we had bottomed out in our efforts. Literally. The mud had won. Or so it seemed. But as we prayed a gentle wind caressed our sweaty faces. Aided by this breeze of encouragement, we pushed. The boat slipped off the mud flat and into the channel.
Life with its many hidden surprises often uses shiny water to disguise objects below the surface--to me. Not to my God. He knows I need to see Him at work--to know that He keeps His promises. For He promised never to leave nor forsake me. He loves me. Therefore He gets the glory and puts a new song of praise in my mouth.
Kingdom Thinking. The Lord Jesus has promised the same to you. He loves you with an everlasting love. He promises never to leave you. Won’t you come to Him? He waits for you.
Gulls soared, a blue heron flew up out of the marsh, harsh croaking announcing his disapproval. A beautiful day for boating--until the boat skidded to a stop, showers of plough (pluff) mud pelting us.
What appeared a wide swarth of inviting water was pluff mud, a few inches of water disguising it.Scrambling out of the boat, sinking to our arm pits in the odorous mud, we pushed and shoved. The boat wobbled but only in a circle bent on staying put. The only thing moving in the oozy stuff was the marine life that tickled our legs in an attempt to escape. Trapped--until the incoming tide could free us.
Desperate, we decided to pray. “Not much use,” someone commented. “Tide’s going out.” But we had bottomed out in our efforts. Literally. The mud had won. Or so it seemed. But as we prayed a gentle wind caressed our sweaty faces. Aided by this breeze of encouragement, we pushed. The boat slipped off the mud flat and into the channel.
Life with its many hidden surprises often uses shiny water to disguise objects below the surface--to me. Not to my God. He knows I need to see Him at work--to know that He keeps His promises. For He promised never to leave nor forsake me. He loves me. Therefore He gets the glory and puts a new song of praise in my mouth.
Kingdom Thinking. The Lord Jesus has promised the same to you. He loves you with an everlasting love. He promises never to leave you. Won’t you come to Him? He waits for you.
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