Words for the Weak
Retracing my steps along the shoreline.
No longer lost, just passing time.
The message easily missed, while in search of a sign.
His ear to my heart, is always inclined.
The whispered answer to my question
“He knows that you’re mine”
Psalm 23: 3
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
And verse 5
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
When I ask why the fight for love has to be such a battle and I want to retreat, God is there to remind me why it has to be such a fight. The enemy knows who I belong to and so… I can only rejoice. That’s why he tries, with all his lies and tactics to steal and destroy. He sought me in the desert, and the dimly lit secret places I went to hide and escape. He makes every effort and still takes aim in the midst of the week, but discernment is a gift given to help determine which voice I hear speak.
Don’t just stand there… the message is ready to be received. I am glad it’s where it can be retrieved. Thank you Lord for putting Wednesday where you did to help me survive another day and the end of this…. WEAK!
At his table… my cup is replenished!