to do with as You see fit. I cry out to You like my children cry out
to me when they are hurting or afraid, or in some need and want me to
pick them up and hold them close. I hand you my fears and doubts and
every single one of my failures and sins. I agree with you about my
sin, all the many places/ways I am wrong. I confess it and acknowledge
all those things including the ones I know about and those I am
oblivious to that are not pleasing to You. I am sorry, I turn from my
sin and turn to You. I choose to allow You to do all You want to do
in my heart.
I give you back my wonderful husband that You gave me. He is Yours.
Thank You for him. Thank You for all that you are allowing in his
body, his spirit, his heart. You own him, he is yours to use and do
with however You please. You are God. I am not God. If You should
want to take him Home to be with you that is up to You. Lord, help
me. I am scared. I choose to place my quivering, fearful heart in
Your hands. I give You the today You have planned for us, I give you
every single day of our future, I give you back the past that can’t be
changed. I let go of it all. I love him. You love him more than I
do. My biggest fear right now is that John will die and I will be left
behind without him. I’ve always wanted to die before he does. I would
be a widow raising the children without him. That thought is more
than I can bear in myself. I choose to trust You Lord. I choose to
rest in You no matter what. Please do Your work in me Lord. I choose
to yield myself to You. I choose to place John is Your loving hands.
Personalizing Psalm 100
Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth, worship the Lord with
gladness; come before Him with joyful song.
I CHOOSE to worship my Lord with gladness and joyfulness. It is a
choice that does not depend on my circumstances or emotions. He is
worthy of my thankful heart because of WHO HE IS. He can a put a song
in my heart even when I don’t feel like singing, when I just feel like
crying. He can help me to sing in worship to Him.
Know that the LORD is God, it is He who made us, and we are HIS; we
are his people, the sheep of His pasture.
He is our Creator. He owns us. He is God and I am not. He can use
His sheep’s lives however He chooses. It is His right. I am not my
own. My husband and my children are His, they belong to Him.
Everybody and everything is His. My Shepherd is loving and kind and
good. Always. He knows what’s best for His sheep even when that
means heartache for a season that we might grow more dependent on Him.
Enter His gates with thanksgiving and His courts with praise; give
thanks to Him and praise His name.
I do thank You and praise You, my Savior.
For the LORD is good and His love endures forever.
What comfort to know that this is His character, this is His heart.
His love and care are beyond measure and they last forever.
His faithfulness continues through all generations.
This is the truth. My God is utterly, absolutely faithful. His ways
and plans, and timing are different than mine and they are perfect.
It is my choice to rest in Him and trust Him and to be fully
surrendered to Him. He understands this weak old heart that sometimes
trembles in fear and in doubt. Sometimes I have to confess that I am
worried and much afraid and heavy hearted over and over and He
forgives my sin of worry, He understands my anxious nature, and takes
me unto His lap to snuggle there for loving and rest. He hears my cry
for help and comfort. He answers even though my human heart does not
always hear or understand what He is saying. His answer is not always
“yes” to my prayers. Sometimes He seems even silent. Sometimes it is
a loving “no” or “wait on the Lord, be of good courage, My child”.
What a wonderful, marvelous God we serve! I can trust Him completely.
as long as I live. May my meditation be pleasing to Him as I rejoice
in the Lord. Psalm 104:33,34 To You I call, O my Rock; do not turn a deaf ear to me. For if You
remain silent, I will be like those who have gone down to the pit.
Hear my cry for mercy as I call to You for help, as I lift up my hands
toward Your most holy place. Psalm 28 1,2
Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.
Show me Your ways O Lord, teach me Your paths; guide me in Your truth
and teach me for You are God my Saviour, and my hope is in You all day
long. Psalm 25:4,5
I waited patiently for the Lord; He turned to me and heard my cry. He
lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; He set my
feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song
in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear and
put their trust in the Lord. Psalm 40:1-3
But as for me, I will always have hope; I will praise you more and
more. My mouth will tell of Your righteousness, of Your salvation all
day long, though I know not it’s measure. I will come and proclaim
Your mighty acts, O Sovereign Lord; I will proclaim Your
righteousness, Yours alone Psalm 71: 14-16