Last year was a hard year for my family in many ways. However, we also experienced many joys. But we were thankful it was over and ready to move forward with 2020....only to meet a whole new and different kind of problems and perplexities. Along with all the world issues, divisions, chaos, sicknesses, and our own personal problems, my husband and I have experienced some health issues as well.
My husband has this saying for us, "When we wake up tomorrow, it will be something else hurting on our bodies." Well, maybe, but I want to think more positive.
Like never before, the information given us on a daily basis is more than we can process in our minds. The news and fake news consumes the TV and newspaper and our thoughts. Our world seems to be falling apart at times. Our bodies seem to be falling apart at times! How do we handle all that's thrown at us every moment of the day?
Psalm 90 was written by Moses, "the man of God." My commentary says Moses was also "God's man, chosen of God, inspired by God, honored of God, and faithful to God."
He starts out telling God that throughout every generation, He is our dwelling place, meaning He is our refuge, our shelter, our protection, our HOME.
Ed and I have been talking about our earthly home. We love our home, our yard, our back porch. It's a peaceful place. We are homebodies, not wanting to be away from it very long. It's our place of rest and relaxation, where we can just be ourselves. We have lived in our home almost thirty years. It's our place of refuge from the world.
This is what God wants us to find in Him........Home.
"Come to Me all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." Jesus
Psalm 90:12 says, "Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom." Before this verse, Moses talked about how frail we humans are. We are like "new grass in the morning....by evening it is dry and withered." Oh, some days I'm feeling that!
Not to be morbid, but he says here that we finish our days with a moan and that the length of our days is seventy years, maybe 80 if we have the strength. Well, if you're like us and have surpassed sixty, then our eyes widen a little more when we read this.
We don't normally live everyday thinking about dying. I did for a while, after my son passed away. I wanted for God to just let me die. I wasn't suicidal, I was in anguish and devastated. But God didn't allow that. I had to endure and I did because I found my "Home" in God.
Considering the shortness of our life is something we need to think about. How fast it speeds by. How do we use our days rightly and gain a heart of wisdom? By going "Home" to our dwelling place every morning. God awaits us. He offers us peace of mind and heart, comfort and strength for the day. This day. One day at a time. He also offers us a place to pour out our requests and be ourselves with Him. He know our hearts and thoughts anyway, so why not speak them to Him. For me, there's something about saying it out loud that confirms it. There's something about writing it down that seals it. He hears. He sees.
God is the only One who can satisfy our hearts - even while enduring sickness, broken bodies, grief, heartache, loss, world issues, etc. So while our days are running out quickly, how will we spend them?
Today, Lord, take our frailties and "satisfy us in the morning with Your unfailing love." Give us joy for our days and let Your beauty be upon us. Live through us and "establish the work of our hands" for Your glory.
I'm coming Home!
