Entertainment with a Soul -- and monthly book give-away

 

Elizabeth Musser

          Today I'd like to introduce to my readers, Elizabeth Musser.  Elizabeth is a native of Atlanta,Georgia.  For over 25 years, Elizabeth and her husband Paul have lived in France, serving as missionaries through International Teams.  The Mussers have two sons, a daughter-in-law, and a new grandson.  Presently, Elizabeth and her husand live in Lyon, France.  To learn more about their work and Elizabeth's writing, visit her website at www.elizabethmusser.com.

          I first met Elizabeth online, drawn to her because of our common interests of faith, writing, and French.  I had just read her book The Swan House, and I wanted to send her some fan mail.  As it's turned out, I've gotten to know her as a friend. I've had the pleasure of spending time with Elizabeth in Atlanta. She is a kind, gracious lady.  I appreciate her writing, not only for the memorable stories she creates, but also for the fact that she puts intriguing stories of faith into the hands of readers who might not normally pick up a "Christian" novel.  She likes to call her writing "entertainment with a soul."  I think that's an appropriate tag.

          Elizabeth's novel, The Swan House, set in Atlanta in the early sixties, was recently named one of Georgia's Top Ten Novels of the past 100 years.  Her Secrets of the Cross Trilogy is now available in its entirety in English.  Elizabeth wrote Two Crosses, Two Testaments and Two Destinies back in the 1990s.  All three of the books were published then in Europe, becoming best-sellers, but Two Destinies was not published in English until now.  It is now available in bookstores everywhere stating today, September 1, 2012.   

                                                                                 


          I've just finished reading Two Destinies.  I can tell you, your heart will beat along with those of the characters as you are drawn into their lives and loves.  Set in France and Algeria near the end of 1994, this historical romance is the story of the persecuted church in North Africa, the terrorist activities in the midst of Algeria's civil war, the desperate homeless people in France, and the courageous individuals willing to risk their lives to help those in need.  The issues addressed in this novel are more timely and relevant than ever.  Since the tragic events of 9-11, we have become much more aware of the Muslim world. In the trilogy, Elizabeth tackles faith questions  and issues which Americans now read about and see on the daily news.  

          I believe as a result of reading this novel, I am more sensitive to the plight of persecuted Christians, and much more aware of the issues that face those who serve our Lord as missionaries.  Not only do missionaries face unbelief and indifference, but also the fear and mistrust of those they are trying to help.

          This weekend, Elizabeth will be at the Decatur Book Festival in Decatur, Georgia.  If you're in the area, go meet her in person.  She will have all of her books for sale, several more than I've been able to mention here, plus she will be giving away copies of The Secrets of the Cross trilogy.  I'm sure if you tell her you read about her on this blog, she will give you a free signed copy.


"And this is the victory that overcomes the world, even our faith," 1 John 5:4b.

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Now, for an opportunity to receive a copy of one of the lovely books from the Secrets of the Cross trilogy.

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Now, have a wonderful day.  God bless you.


         

 

Be Still and Know That I Am God

Beautiful rose photo courtesy of Jeanne Henriques--Collage of Life

"Be still, and know that I am God!  I am exalted among the nations, I am exalted in the earth!" Psalm 46:10

 

          Somewhere along the way, I forgot how to be still.  Having six children, and then entering the work force, I stayed active from morning until night, sometimes not sitting down all day.  I even multitasked in the shower! 

 

          I know I'm not alone; in our society, we are expected to be productive.  Some of us pride ourselves on how much we can accomplish in a day.  Yet, it's easy to carry that too far.  Overloaded and overwhelmed, consumed with my responsibilities, I ignored God's directives to be still and consider His wondrous works.

 

          A dear friend asked me to slow down many times, before at last, I heeded her advice.  At first, I actually needed to set the kitchen timer for thirty minutes in order to make myself sit still.  I sat on my deck in the early evenings, watching the clouds drift by, listening to the birds.  During those times, my soul became quiet and still; I communed with God in my heart and mind.  Like the sun bursting from behind the clouds, joy burst into my heart.  I experienced renewed peace as I took time to talk with God and rest in His presence.   I believe God is truly pleased when I practice this Scripture. 

          I'm so thankful for my friend who reminded me that I needed to do this.  I encourage you to take some time in your day to "be still and know Him".

 

"Hearken unto this, O Job; stand still, and consider the wondrous works of God." Job 37:14

 

My backyard and deck.   A peaceful place.

Peace and blessings to you today, dear readers.

Hero Worship--Inspite of Feet of Clay

Beautiful photos courtesy of Jeanne Henriques--Collage of Life.

 

 

          Today a story about Lance Armstrong giving up his anti-doping fight was in the news.  Oh, how I used to love watching this cycling champion compete in Le Tour de France.  But, his story is not the focus of this meditation.  I want us to think about "hero worship".

 

          Once upon a time, there was a teacher, preacher, politician, parent, celebrity--you choose whichever one applies to your life--whom I highly esteemed.  His virtues far surpassed those of others.  I thought he could do no wrong.  Then, events occurred in which this highly esteemed person behaved in ways inconceivable to me, contrary to the godly image I held of him.  Indeed, I've set myself up for this several times in my life. I venture a guess that it  has happened to you as well.

 

          As the dust of dismay and disillusionment cleared from my eyes, I saw this person for who he really was--just a mortal man with feet of clay.

 

          I would have done well to keep in mind that God alone is worthy of adoration.  He is the Creator who molded us from clay.

 

          "But now, O Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand" (Isaiah 64:8). 

 

           The Psalmist advises us not to put our trust in princes, nor man, in whom there is no help. Our help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth. (Psalm 118:9)

 

           The Scripture in Jeremiah gives us a beautiful story of the potter, who by his will and design, molds and forms the clay any way he chooses. (Jeremiah 18:1-6)  

 

          Daniel, by the  power of God, was enabled to interpret the prophetic dream of King Nebuchadnezzar.  Daniel described the great image, representative of earthly kingdoms, as made of gold, silver, brass, iron, and "feet part of iron and part of clay".  When the image was smote upon the feet, they broke to pieces and the whole thing collapsed and crumbled "like the chaff of the summer thrashing floors". (Daniel 2:31-35)

 

          Christ is victorious, and our Sovereign God is above all.  Yes, we can admire people, and have our heroes, but we do well to remember that God is our Sovereign Creator. 

          Have mercy on us O Lord.  Help us to remember we all have feet of clay.

 

The Prayers of All Saints

A scented candle--one of my favorite things--burning on the mantel.

          Prayer is a privilege for those of us who believe.  We can call upon the Name of the Lord and while we are speaking He hears us.  Prayer is our way of letting God know that we need Him every minute and that we look to Him. 

          Paul speaks boldly on prayer.  He writes to the Thessalonians to "pray without ceasing."  He writes to the Philippians that "in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God".  He instructs the Colossians to "continue in prayer", and tell Timothy, "I will therefore that men pray every where". 

          Prayer can take place anywhere, about anything, at any time.  In other words, prayer is more than a ritual to be performed in church, or in a special place dedicated to prayer in our  homes.  God works in us and through us by means of prayer.  I want to take full advantage of this privilege as a child of God.

          Normally, I think of prayer as something I need to do for myself and for the needs of others.  But, I read some Scriptures a while back that I had not taken to heart before. To some extent, they struck me because of my own delight in sweet fragrances.  I love scented candles and the lovely smell of incense in my church.  But these verses are so intriguing that they have caused a shift in my perspective on prayer. 

Our prayers are a sweet smelling fragrance to God and an offering to Him. 

"Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense," Psalm 141a.

"And when he had taken the book, the four beasts and four and twenty elders fell down before the Lamb, having every one of them harps, and golden vials full of odours, which are the prayers of saints," Revelation 5:8 (KJV).

"And another angel came and stood at the altar, having a golden censer, and there was given unto him much incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon the golden altar which was before the throne," Revelation 8:3 (KJV).

This is a mystery worthy of contemplation.  God's blessings and prayers be with you.

My front porch--I wish you could come sit awhile with me.

He Ever Lives to Make Intercession for Us

Pictures taken at Ormond-By-The-Sea, Florida--courtesy of Eva Marie Everson.

          I was praying for my children, pouring out my heart in prayer.  I was asking God to help them be all they are meant to be in Christ Jesus.  Asking Him to keep them safe.  Praying for them to be all He created them to be before the foundation of the world.  Praying that He would give them that day His love, power, sound mind, peace, and that their faith in Him would grow.  After praying for them in general, I prayed for each one by name.  And suddenly, I thought "What does He pray for me?" 

         Jesus prayed for us on earth.  He prayed for Peter.

 
"Simon, Simon, behold, Satan hath desired to have you, that he may sift you as wheat:  But I have prayed for thee, that thy faith fail not, " Luke 22: 31,32a.

          He prayed for all who believe on Him.  I love to read Jesus' words in John 17. This is a wonderful chapter that reveals the heart of Jesus for His Church.

"I pray for them:  I pray not for the world, but for them which thou hast given me,  for they are thine," John 17:9.

          And we know that Jesus lives and that he is seated "at the right hand of God" (Romans 8:34), where He ever lives to make "intercession" for us.

"Wherefore he is able also to save them to the uttermost that come unto God by him, seeing he ever liveth to make intercession for them," Hebrews 7:25.

Of course, Jesus prays for me.  He prays for you.  What an amazing thought.  

All praise to you Lord Jesus Christ.  I pray His blessings will be with you today.
                  

Blessings in Disguise

a broken egg

"For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope," Jeremiah 29:11 (NKJV).

           Sometimes, we find ourselves caught up in a frustrating situation, and we forget that everything that comes into our lives is filtered through His hands.  I want to tell you about such a situation that happened to me this summer.

           My kitchen stove had so many broken parts, I didn't think it was a good idea to invest in the expensive repairs.  (Even the oven was broken--and I have to have an oven.)  I decided to buy a new stove and have it installed in plenty of time to bake a cake for my house guests who were arriving in a month.

           I found a stove and ordered it, with a suitable promised delivery and installation date.  The stove came into the warehouse on schedule, but due to miscommunication within the store, the installation did not take place as promised.  Many phone calls and much frustration later, the stove was delivered almost two weeks late.  I had to rearrange my schedule to accommodate the new delivery time and date.  My broken stove was uninstalled and taken out of the house.  But as the installation team brought the new one into the house, they discovered the new one was broken.  Imagine my dismay.

          We made a call to the store.  What could they do for me?  Order me a new one, they said, but I probably wouldn't have it for three more weeks.  I told the manager I'd come into the store in a few minutes and take care of it.  This paragraph cannot convey the amount of frustration I felt.  After the old one was reinstalled and I stood alone in the kitchen,  I said to the Lord, "What is happening here?"  I hadn't expected getting a new stove to become a "customer service" nightmare.  Then I went into the store, and politely cancelled the sale. 

          When I returned home, a message awaited me from the store.  Besides an apology, they offered me an upgrade to a much nicer stove that was on display on site, and promised to install it within two days, for the same price as the original sale.  Would that make me happy? Ah....it certainly did. 

As soon as I hung up the phone, I realized I should have trusted God all along.  I remembered other occasions as well when I should have trusted God instead of getting upset about a situation that was out of my control.  The situation had frustrated and disappointed me, but God turned it around for my good.  I should have trusted He would.  This time the store followed through and provided excellent service.  I got a beautiful new stove in time to bake a cake for my guests. 



"We know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose," Romans 8:28 (NKJV).

Cream cheese pound cake -- includes six broken eggs.

First cake in my new oven.

Constant need of mercy and grace

I was really trying to take a picture to share with you of this charming little hummingbird outside my window.  As you can see, I am not a photographer.  Look closely--this little beauty hums back and forth and shares its space with the squirrels.

          My sincere apologies to those of you who were looking for a new devotion this morning.  I have to confess that I am not prepared.  Last night when I got home from work, I was so tired, I watched the evening news and then went straight to bed.  At first I felt very let down that I couldn't do what I had promised--give you two devotions each week--but then, I realized, I had to get some sleep.  I confess I am in constant need of His mercy and grace.

           Maybe there are meditations on the blog you haven't read yet.  Just go to "older posts" at the bottom of the page, click on those words, and you will be taken back to previous meditations.  I hope you will do that for a word of encouragement.

         Congratulations to Amy Jenkins, from Savannah, Georgia.  She will be receiving a copy of Jeanette Levellie's book, Two Scoops of Grace with Chuckles on Top.  On September 1, I will be reviewing a newly released book, Two Destinies by Elizabeth Musser, and I will be giving away her book, so please come back for an opportunity to win.

          I pray God's blessings on everyone who is reading these words.  I will have a new meditation for you on the blog on Wednesday, August 15th.  I leave you today with these words from Saint Jude.

"Now unto him that is able to keep you from falling, and to present you faultless before the presence of his glory with exceeding joy.  To the only wise God our Saviour, be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and ever.  Amen."  Jude 24,25

                                                                          

Consider the Lilies of the Field

Beautiful photography today courtesy of Eileen deCamp -- Blue Ridge Lavender.

"Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin, " Matthew 6:28b (KJV).

          With six children, there is always something I can worry about.  And with a hundred and fifty plus high school students on my class rolls, my head could spin about that.  But wouldn't that be a waste of my time?  Isn't that a lack of faith in God?

          So much has been written about worry, I'm sure I can't say anything new.  It's a part of the universal human condition.  Jesus knew our condition when he gave us his principle for living worry-free. 

"Take therefore no thought for the morrow:  for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself.  Sufficient unto this day is the evil thereof," Matthew 6:34 (KJV).

           Jesus spoke about worry in his Sermon on the Mount.  "Take therefore no thought for the morrow . . . ."  Don't worry about tomorrow.  Don't even give it a thought.  It's not here yet, and it may never come.  "For the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself . . . ."  Tomorrow we can think about tomorrow's business.  "Sufficient unto this day is the evil thereof."  There is enough to deal with today.

          We know His words.  We know our God is bigger than all our problems and the ones that we might face.  Yet, it is a step-by-step walk of faith every day.  And when each day is done, it becomes that wonderful part of our story called the past.  Once lived, it's done, saved for all eternity.  If we trust Jesus to help us live each day as best we can, without worry, we can enjoy the treasure of a life well-lived.  Trusting Him to take care of us just like he does the lilies of the field.

"Casting all your care upon him; for he cares for you," 1 Peter 5:7.    
                                  
                                                                              

 God bless you with a worry-free day, precious ones.                                                                          

Do What You Can--Guest Blog by Jeanette Levellie

          Today, I'm featuring a story by Jeanette Levellie, from her book Two Scoops of Grace with Chuckles on Top.  I think you will really enjoy her writing.  Because of God's grace, Jeanette can see the humor in her own foibles, and she uses her personal stories to offer encouragement to others.

Jeanette Levellie with her grandchildren. 

          Jeanette writes with lots of humor, from a heart filled with love, and a desire for people to see Jesus.  She and her husband, Kevin, relocated from Los Angeles to Paris, Illinois in the rural Midwest in 1999.  Kevin is a minister.  Jeanette has many stories of her experiences as a pastor's wife.  They have two adult children, and three grandchildren.   Jeanette's stories have appeared in many devotionals and anthologies, such as Love is a Verb Devotional with Gary Chapman.  Visit her on her website: http://jeanettelevellie.com.

          Following is an excerpt from Two Scoops of Grace with Chuckles on Top:

                                                         Do What You Can

When asked to speak for the Homemakers' Club at a Christian nursing home, I was stumped.  I emerged from the womb yakking, singing, and trying to motivate others . . . .   Still, what could I say to inspire women twice my age, and probably ten times my spiritual stature?
          I went to the One with all the answers.
          "Lord, I could use your help.  Many of these ladies are in wheelchairs.  Some of them are sick.  Most will never leave the nursing home.  What can I share with them to add some meaning to their lives?"
          The idea came swiftly, with surprising results.
          "There are people all around you who need your unique talents and abilities,"  I chirped to the dozen ladies gracing the room with their brightly flowered dresses.  Although they listened kindly, I detected a shadow of doubt in their eyes.  Perhaps I'd missed God's voice and brought the wrong message.  They must have thought me blind or naive, not to notice their hands twisted with arthritis and their useless legs in the wheelchair footrests.
          Nevertheless, I forged ahead.  This was the message I believed God had put on my heart.  I had to trust His voice rather than my eyes.
          "While you may not be able to do everything you once did, the Lord can use you to touch many lives.  God doesn't require a brillant mind or a perfect body for you to make a positive difference in the world.  What He's searching for is a willing heart.  He just wants you to do what you can."
          To jumpstart the ladies' discovery of unique ways to touch others' lives, I passed around a jar filled with colorful slips of paper.  On each one, I had written a simple idea.  Every club member chose two papers . . . .
          The lady who picked "compose a silly poem" rushed back to her room and returned with a bright blue notebook.  She was a poet, and had recently written a ridiculous one that she read on the spot. Our laughter danced to the ceiling . . . .
          Several days later, I recalled the evening . . . . "Thank you, Father, for your splendid idea!  You always go above and beyond what I ask or dream.  You are so amazing."
          A familiar Voice stole into my heart, soft and steady:  "What made you think I meant that idea for those ladies alone?"
"Let us consider how to stimulate one another to love and good deeds"  (Hebrews 10:24 NASB).

http://www.amazon.com/Two-Scoops-Grace-Chuckles-Volume/dp/0983319618/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1332286157&sr=1-2

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Thank you for reading Write Moments with God.  I hope you are enjoying my twice weekly devotions.   I'll return with another one of my own meditations on Wednesday, August 8th. 

                                                                       
                                                                        

The Cardinal Rule for All Relationships

Children at play in Quebec City -- June 2011.  I took this picture.

           Today I begin my 20th school year as a teacher.  I'll be teaching French in a local high school.   I remember when I used to teach writing to eighth graders.
   
          My students were a disparate group of preteens and teenagers undergoing the dramatic physical, mental, and social changes that mark the transition from childhood to young adulthood.  How did I begin to engage twenty-five to thirty eighth graders in a pertinent discussion to lay the groundwork for the dynamics in the classroom?

           For our initial meeting, all eyes were on me. As you can imagine, I needed them to buy into my "rules and procedures".  So, what did I say to make my words personal and relevant to these children with their varied life experiences?  What did I say that would resonate with each and every one of them?

           First, I presented little scenarios to help them recall their thoughts and feelings in certain situations.  As they thought about which kinds of situations, behaviors, and environments made them comfortable or uncomfortable, we discussed how we could each make others more comfortable.  At this point, I had their attention.  That's when I presented the cardinal rule for all relationships.  I proposed that they treat their classmates the way that they themselves wanted to be treated.  This revelation got nods of approval from some, as if it were their idea.  From the knowing smiles on other faces, I saw that they recognized this as the "Golden Rule" Christ gave to all mankind.

          Jesus spoke these words to the multitudes in his Sermon on the Mount.  Christ wants us to live this way.  Practicing the Golden Rule is practicing brotherly love, which works no ill against another.  All relationships would be enhanced if people lived Christ's command. 

          Our challenge is to practice the Golden Rule in all relationships, even in difficult relationships and encounters.  After all, Christ's commands are the "gold standard".

"Therefore all things whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do ye even so to them:  for this is the law and the prophets"  Matthew 7:12 (KJV).

                                                     Sweet granddaughters Madison and Mckenzie.
                                                      






                                                                                                                                                             

Christmas in July

Classic gift box from Tiffany's

          My Daddy, God rest his soul, had a curious habit.  He wouldn't open his Christmas and birthday gifts.  Daddy's birthday was the day after Christmas, so his Christmas and birthday gifts were usually rolled into one.  Sometimes he might open one, and he seemed to enjoy that, but usually he'd take his little stack of gifts and set them aside.  It wasn't unusual for me to see the gifts still unopened months later.

           I'd see the box I'd wrapped and think how I had wanted him to have those warm pyjamas or new slippers or new handkerchiefs.  So, sometimes I'd take the gift, and say,  "Daddy, you haven't opened your presents yet?  Can I open this one for you? 

          "All right," he'd say, "but you really didn't need to give me anything."

          I'd unwrap the gift and give the item to him, and he would seem pleased.  He would always add, "But you really didn't have to give me anything."

           I don't know why Daddy was reluctant to open the gifts he received. I just wish he would have enjoyed his gifts more.  After all, they were gifts I wanted him to have.

          I think we are sometimes like that about the gifts God wants us to have.

          "For God so loved the world, that He gave...." (John 3:16)

          How many gifts has He made available to us that we haven't even opened yet?

          For God so loved the world, that He gave
       
          His only begotten son, Jesus

          Everlasting life

          Peace (John 14:27)

          Every good and perfect gift (James 1:17)

          And we have to open His gifts for ourselves.

          Wisdom, knowledge, joy (Ecclesiastes 2:26)

          Sleep (Psalm 127:2)

          Keys to the kingdom (Matthew 16:19)

          Power over evil (Luke 10:19)

          Living water (John 4:10)

          We even have the promise "Delight yourself also in the Lord, and he shall give you the desires of your heart," Psalm 37:4.

Let's receive the gifts God has for us with the joy and enthusiasm of a child on Christmas morning.          

                                                                                   


[The image gadget isn't coorperating with me today for me to label and size these adorable pics as I'd like.  The first picture was graciously provided by Marisel Jarrin Kleppen of her little Jake.  The second picture is of my children and grandchildren opening presents here on Christmas morning, 2011.]

                                                                               

                                                                              
         


                                                                               

He Was a Man of Sorrows Acquainted with Grief

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Fragrant gardenias from my yard

          Life is difficult.  In this fallen world, it can be brutal at times.  Times of hardship, grief, and suffering come to all of us, threatening to overwhelm our hearts, bodies, and minds.  Who doesn't have a friend or relative sick or dying of some disease right now?  Who doesn't know someone going through some kind of tragic hardship?  Who has not suffered?

           It's pointless and impossible to innumerate all the painful situations we have experienced or might experience in our lifetimes.  It seems Satan is constantly coming up with unimaginable horrors.  In light of recent horrific events, the sin and suffering in this world can break our hearts. Grief can tear at the whole person so fiercely at times that all seems lost in an abyss of despair. 

          How can we endure such times?  Truly, it is only by God's mercy and grace.  It is the same mercy and grace that sustained Jesus when he lived on this earth--sustained Him in the Garden of Gethsemane as he suffered in His soul, and sustained Him on the cross as He suffered beyond our human comprehension.

          When times of despair come, we can cry out to God.  He will hear our cries.  Wait on Him.  He will strengthen us.  Expect to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.  Can it be a consolation to remember Christ's sufferings.  Can we join our sufferings to His as a sacrifice for the sins of the world?  He was a man of sorrows, acquainted with grief, but He won the victory over sin and death by His life and resurrection from the dead.

Butterflies love the lantana in my backyard.


"He was a man of sorrows, acquainted with grief,"
Isaiah 53:3.

                                                                         

O Lord You Know It All--My Soul Knows It Well

Crocus in my yard this winter.

            I saw this little flower under the cherry tree in my backyard this winter.  It was a surprise.  I didn't expect to see it so soon.  It had sprouted and bloomed without my noticing.  It was a pretty little flower.  One of God's tiny creations. The picture I took doesn't do it justice.

           My first thought was--This little beauty might have lived and died without anyone having seen it, if I hadn't come along.   My next thought--God knows it is here; He sees it. 

          It made me think of the Scripture about giving your alms in secret and God will reward you. . . and entering your prayer closet in secret. . .and God will hear.  It even caused me to think of that riddle--If a trees falls in a forest and no one is there, will it make a sound?  I'm not sure if that's a philosophical or a scientific question.  Surely it has something to do with our fascination with the physical world--if something can't be seen, or heard, or touched, or smelled, or tasted, maybe it doesn't exist at all?  Of course, because I'm a believer I don't believe that.

           Putting those questions aside, I want to give you this Psalm of David.  It reads like a beautiful poem.

                    O Lord, You have searched me and known me.

You know when I sit down and when I rise up;

You scrutinize my path and my lying down,

And are intimately acquainted with all my ways.

Even before there is a word on my tongue,

Behold, O Lord, You know it all.

You have enclosed me behind and before,

And laid Your hand upon me.

Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;

It is too high, I cannot attain to it.

Where can I go from Your Spirit?

Or where can I flee from Your presence?

If I ascend to heaven, You are there,

If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, You are there;

If I take the wings of the dawn,

If I dwell in the remotest part of the sea,

Even there Your hand will lead me,

And Your right hand will lay hold of me.

I say, "Surely the darkness will overwhelm me,

And the light around me will be night,"

Even the darkness is not dark to You,

And the night is as bright as the day.

Darkness and light are alike to You.

For you formed my inward parts;

You wove me in my mother's womb.

I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

Wonderful are Your works,

And my soul knows it very well.

Psalm 139:1-14 (New American Standard Version)

Julie Roberts Lyda gave me permission to use this adorable picture of her sweet children.