Psalm 118:5-6




David’s quiet time

O Lord, I have come to you for protection;
    don’t let me be disgraced.

As I read these Psalms…

My mind is transported back many decades.

I’m a young man, a student. In more or less constant turmoil.

Confused. Alone. Afraid.

This is a particularly difficult period.

I’m in my mid-20s. The people I’m closest to have all graduated and I feel all alone.


These Psalms are my comfort.

As I read them their words become my prayer, because I have no words of my own.

And because these words speak more accurately of what I’m feeling and thinking than anything I’ve ever read.

From David.

A long-ago warrior.

A man after God’s own heart.

I am reading his quiet time journal and I feel a connection to him. And through his words I am connected to the Father who sustained him many centuries before I was born.

Save me and rescue me,
    for you do what is right.
Turn your ear to listen to me,
    and set me free.
Be my rock of safety
    where I can always hide.
Give the order to save me,
    for you are my rock and my fortress.
My God, rescue me from the power of the wicked,
    from the clutches of cruel oppressors.
O Lord, you alone are my hope.
    I’ve trusted you, O Lord, from childhood.
Yes, you have been with me from birth;
    from my mother’s womb you have cared for me.
    No wonder I am always praising you!

My life is an example to many,
    because you have been my strength and protection.
That is why I can never stop praising you;
    I declare your glory all day long.
And now, in my old age, don’t set me aside.
    Don’t abandon me when my strength is failing.
For my enemies are whispering against me.
    They are plotting together to kill me.
They say, “God has abandoned him.
    Let’s go and get him,
    for no one will help him now.”

O God, don’t stay away.
    My God, please hurry to help me.
Bring disgrace and destruction on my accusers.
    Humiliate and shame those who want to harm me.
But I will keep on hoping for your help;
    I will praise you more and more.
I will tell everyone about your righteousness.
    All day long I will proclaim your saving power,
    though I am not skilled with words.
I will praise your mighty deeds, O Sovereign Lord.
    I will tell everyone that you alone are just.

O God, you have taught me from my earliest childhood,
    and I constantly tell others about the wonderful things you do.
Now that I am old and gray,
    do not abandon me, O God.
Let me proclaim your power to this new generation,
    your mighty miracles to all who come after me.

Your righteousness, O God, reaches to the highest heavens.
    You have done such wonderful things.
    Who can compare with you, O God?
You have allowed me to suffer much hardship,
    but you will restore me to life again
    and lift me up from the depths of the earth.
You will restore me to even greater honor
    and comfort me once again.

Then I will praise you with music on the harp,
    because you are faithful to your promises, O my God.
I will sing praises to you with a lyre,
    O Holy One of Israel.
I will shout for joy and sing your praises,
    for you have ransomed me.
I will tell about your righteous deeds
    all day long,
for everyone who tried to hurt me
    has been shamed and humiliated.

Psalm 71:1-24

It is 2015…

And I am re-connected.

As much as I’ve healed, I still carry some of that inner turmoil around with me and it drives me back time and again to the Father who sustains me.

And David’s quiet time journal still comforts me. And encourages me. And nourishes me.

“Now that I am old and gray,
do not abandon me, O God.
Let me proclaim your power to this new generation,
your mighty miracles to all who come after me.”

Mindfulness in the waiting

I wait quietly before God,
    for my victory comes from him.
He alone is my rock and my salvation,
    my fortress where I will never be shaken.

Psalm 62:1-2


…the conflict is a pitched battle on the outside or fears and turmoil inside the mind—the battle is the Lord’s. Only he can still the storms and bring peace.

And he surely will.

If I am mindful of his continuous presence.

Let all that I am wait quietly before God,
for my hope is in him.
He alone is my rock and my salvation,
my fortress where I will not be shaken.
My victory and honor come from God alone.
He is my refuge, a rock where no enemy can reach me.
O my people, trust in him at all times.
Pour out your heart to him,
for God is our refuge.

Psalm 62:5-8

Autumn—and a glimpse of Winter


I didn’t have a clue what I was about to see…IMG_20141011_082603

Was headed to work on Saturday, not having a clue what I was about to see.

When I turned west on Research Parkway, there was the dazzling white on the upper reaches of Pikes Peak.

USAA is a ways down from that peak view, and I prayed that the fog bank would not be covering the campus and that I would be able to snap a shot from the garage.

I was not disappointed!

God didn’t have to do this

But he did.

I don’t have an attitude of gratitude when I drive to work on Saturdays.

But when I stood there in the parking garage yesterday morning, stunned, all negative thoughts were just…overwhelmed with the goodness of God.

I am so privileged to live in a place of such ever-changing beauty. When I see and soak in these often unexpected gifts of beauty, I am able to reconnect with both the might and the goodness of the God of the Universe.

Psalm 145:5

On the glorious splendor of your majesty,
    and on your wondrous works, I will meditate.

Lord, I’m amazed…

I’m amazed at your goodness toward us.

I’m amazed at how you prepare our way and place your provision where we least expect and are most likely to discover it.

You lead us in ways we don’t suspect and cannot analyze until looking back.

How often we obsess on the trials in front of us and all the time—just out of sight on the trail ahead—you have placed the abundant provision of your grace. It was there the whole time, because you knew we would need it and be encouraged and strengthened by it.

I’m amazed.

And grateful.

And loved.