Wednesday
3-30-16 Tres Arroyos, Buenos Aires. (On the road heading
south. Advanced about 300 miles this afternoon.)
Scripture
reading: Judges 8 Psalm 42 1 Cor 15
S=Scripture O=Observation
A=Application P=Prayer SOAP for the soul.
S. Ps 42:5 Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you
disquieted within me? Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him. NKJV
O. The song writer wrote a ballad
to himself in his depression. Perhaps this psalm was written by King
David. His soul has slipped down low... and it seems he doesn’t even know
why. I call this “kings depression.” It comes upon people that have
everything they want... and are not focusing on the needs of others and
sacrificing to reach out to help them.
A. David’s psalms teach me that
it is okay to talk to myself. Since my Frances has left for her new home
I have too often caught myself talking to myself. And I find myself
talking to my Lord even more. I very seldom feel depression for which I
thank the Lord. But once in a while it hits me... and usually for no
reason that I can discover. Maybe it is a physical change. My happy
gland took a day off. The psalmist says, “Lord,
I feel rotten, and I don’t even know why. So I will trust in You to
restore my joy... and in the mean time I will praise You anyway.” Psalm 42:5 NUHV (New Unauthorized Hiatt
Version)
P. Father in Heaven, I love the
way this psalm begins. It so beautifully expresses my inner feeling
today. “As the deer pants for the water
brooks, so pants my soul for You, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the
living God.” There is a part of me that can only find
satisfaction in You. Like crystal-clear, cool waters of a rippling brook
my thirsty soul is quenched... as I wait alone... in Your presence. Amen.
Ralph
PS.
And please send me to share Your living water with someone who is down.
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