Psalm 100

The Psalms are meeting my needs this morning.  With a body that is trying to heal but finds itself continually beaten down by very thing that is designed to heal it, my world has, of necessity, become small. This tiny, temporary ( hopefully) world of mine is my reality at the moment, but it will not be so always, God willing.

Psalm 100 takes me out of this limited world and figuratively places me on a mountaintop where I am invited to:

"Shout to The Lord......Worship The Lord with gladness.....Come before Him singing...."

I am reminded that He made me.  I had absolutely nothing to do with it.  He knows me fully.  I am His, a sheep grazing safely in His pasture regardless of my present situation.  Who could ask for a better Shepherd?

Again, regardless of the state of this body of mine, I am invited to "enter His gates with thanksgiving, go into His courts with praise".  Some days praise comes more naturally than others, I will admit, but I'm not considering this psalm a suggestion. I am considering it a call for a conscious decision on my part to continually praise Him and to continually remember that I'm not the one in charge here. Praising Him does not apply only when life is all good.

"For The Lord is good, His unfailing love continues forever, and His faithfulness continues to each generation."

Now that's encouragement!

"Compassionate Lord,

Thy mercies have brought me to the dawn of another day.

Vain will be its gift unless I grow in grace,

Increase in knowledge,

Ripen for spiritual harvest.

Let me this day know Thee as Thou art,

Love Thee supremely,

Serve Thee wholly,

Admire Thee fully...."-The Valley of Vision:  A Collection of Puritan Prayers and Devotions.

On the health front:

Labs at 9, check with doctor's office at 1 to see if the Nasty Shot is in my future for the next couple of days, then more couch time with a good book or a futile search for good daytime television offerings, with a few naps sprinkled in along the way.