Destinations

Psalm 91:1-2, 4-5, 9-12 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in he shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, "He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust." He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. You will not fear the terror of the night, nor the arrow that flies by day, If you make the Most High your dwelling - even the Lord, who is my refuge,- then no harm will befall you, no disaster will come near your tent. For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. What is in the room when you enter into the presence of God? I've been thinking about this one question all day long. I'm thinking about it now as I type this blog. Its so much I can place in the room. I asked my amazing boyfriend what was in the room. You know what he

Psalm 77 1-2 & 7-14 I cried out to God for help; I cried out to God to hear me. When I was in distress, I sought the Lord; at night I stretched out untiring hands and my soul refused to be comforted. "Will the Lord reject me forever? Will he never show me His favor again? Has his unfailing love vanished forever? Has his promise failed for all time? Has God forgotten to be merciful? Has he in anger withheld his compassion?" Selah. Then I thought, "To this I will appeal: the years of the right hand of the Most High." I will remember the deeds of the Lord; yes, I will remember your miracles of long ago. I will meditate on all your works and consider all your mighty deeds. Your ways, O God, are holy. What god is so great as our God? You are the God who performs miracles; you display your power among the peoples. Ahhh the beautiful psalms. They are breaths of fresh air to a weary soul. They are reminders to me that its okay to show emotion. Its okay to admit to God t

Psalm 42: 1-4 & 7-8 As the deer pants for streams of water so my soul pants or you, O God.My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? My tears have been my food day and night,while men say to me all day long where is your God?These things I remember as I pour out my soul:how i use to go with the multitude leading the procession of the house of God, with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the festive throng. Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls all your waves and breakers have swept over me. By day the lord directs his love at night his song is with me a prayer to the God of my life. I'm almost speechless once again. Ive read this one psalm a thousand times, okay maybe a hundred but who's counting anyway. Ive been meditating on this one word all day and some where in this psalm is the question I'm looking for. Actually is right there in verse 2 part b. Last night the lord whispered one word to me. Now as I type this i real

Psalm 23 The Lord is my Shepard I lack nothing. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me besides the quiet waters. He refreshes my quiet soul. He guides me along the right path for his name's sake. Even though I walk through the darkest valley I will fear no evil for you are with me your rod and your staff they comfort me. You prepare a table for me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil my cup overflows. Surely your goodness and love with follow me all the days of my life and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. No matter how many times I read this, no matter what version I read it in the effect is always the same. It always brings me great peace and comfort. I can never seem to get past the lord is before my entire face lights up and a smile spreads across my face. There is great joy and victory here for me. I use to read this every night before I went to sleep. It reminded me that I was not alone. That rest was the Lord

And I just sat there. Staring at it. Reading thinking over and over again. Wondering how I could have avoided it all together. Trying to remind myself that everything doesn't deserve a response. I wanted to scream and cry. But all I could do was shake hands and congratulate. It was the best worst news of my entire life. I never wanted to hear these three words. We had this conversation before and it was suppose to remain just that a conversation. Imagine how quickly words can come to life. How a simple sentence can be spoken today and manifested tomorrow. In a lot of ways as much as I hate to admit it, I needed to hear those words. I needed to know or sure that I had really made the right move. I needed to cast down the many imaginations I had me being apart of that sentence. I still didn't want to hear it. The confirmation the process the beginning the healing all wrapped in one. God is beginning to go through the list. To give everything we wrote down a judgement of life or d