Showing posts with label Psalm 145:1–2. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Psalm 145:1–2. Show all posts

September 7, 2018

When a reorder is in order . . .


A priority list often helps me do the first things first. The problem is deciding what should be first. I’ve a file that helps. It has a graphic-numbering system where the first item is compared to the second one and the most important one is circled. Then that first item is compared to the third, fourth, fifth and so one. When all items are compared with each other, the circled numbers are counted and the items that are the most important will have the high scores. It works as long as “I don’t feel like it” does not start messing with my good intentions.

Habit-forming gurus offer many suggestions. Most of them say to start small and set a deadline. I’ve tried both but procrastination still sets in. Some tasks are easy and some are not. I’ve a spiritual battle with praying, which is a strong priority but easy to replace with something else that does not matter as much but is easier.

However, in reading some web-sites about habits and by reading these verses, God gives me another insight: I sometimes expect too much from myself and need to simplify. The psalmist says:

“I will extol you, my God and King, and bless your name forever and ever. Every day I will bless you and praise your name forever and ever.” (Psalm 145:1–2)

He had a good habit of praising God every day. That habit became such a great part of his life that he knew he would bless God forever and ever.

As I read that, I thought of my long prayer list and wondered which parts of it would be ‘forever’ prayers. Some are ‘give us this day our daily bread’ prayers. Some are about incidentals like forgiving those who sin against us, which usually does not happen daily but will not be eternal either.

The disciples asked Jesus to teach them how to pray. His familiar response, beginning with, “Our Father who art in heaven . . .” are often followed as a prayer in themselves, but He was giving them more an outline. Each part has significance. When I say ‘Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven’ I could be thinking about messy political situations, someone’s illness, a person lost in sin, and any number of things that need His hand.

As I write this, I think of KISS — keep it simple stupid. God (and my husband) do not approve of me calling myself stupid so in this case, that second S could stand for sidetracked or scattered. I’m also remembering the good advice from Elizabeth Elliot when asked about how she scheduled her time. She said, “I just do the next thing. I always know what it is.”

Knowing the next thing, strange as it may sound, goes with daily praising God. When I slow down to do that, He gives me an understanding of His will for me in all matters of ‘what do I do next?’ It can be the most difficult task on the list, not always but usually. When that tough one is done, the rest seem quick and easy.

This devotional sounds like I’m giving myself a lecture. Maybe, but I’m also hearing the Lord’s soft voice bringing good ideas into an often and woefully scattered mind. I need to simply let myself slow down and praise Him, each day and let that turn into forever and ever.

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Jesus, thank You for all that You give me, rebukes included. My heart has been stressed — literally and emotionally. This A-fib makes me tired and being tired makes my list seem much longer. You are showing me that I only need to focus on those things that belong to ‘forever and ever’ and let go of most of the rest.

January 14, 2012

Going beyond petitions

The Japanese use a figure of a drum in which birds have built a nest to express good wishes for their friends. This practice comes from a story about a benevolent king who was concerned for the welfare of his people. He set a drum at the palace gates and said if anyone had a need, or a want, or a wrong to be taken care of, they should beat the drum. He would at once, day or night, grant that person an audience and grant whatever was needed to give them relief. However, such prosperity and contentment reigned throughout the land that no one needed to appeal for anything, so birds built their nests in the drum and filled it with their songs.

Today’s devotional says that God grants me access to Him like the people had access to this king. I know that day or night I can bring my petitions to Him and He will hear me and take care of my needs. But there is a greater blessedness. It is expressed in these verses:

I will extol you, my God and King, and bless your name forever and ever. Every day I will bless you and praise your name forever and ever. (Psalm 145:1–2)

Knowing that my good King hears and responds to me, giving me access through faith in Jesus Christ is a tremendous blessing, yet there is more. Perhaps the psalmist realized what I can see in my own life ­­‑‑‑ that many of my petitions arise from fear or anticipated loss rather than trust and recognizing that the Lord is indeed taking care of His people. I really have no wants and can rest assured of His care. When things arise, I can beat the drum, but I do not have to keep hammering on it. As God assures me of His attention, my prayers of petition could easily become ceaseless praise. Rather than asking, I can be rejoicing and making music.


Lord, sometimes when I pray I think how I’ve prayed certain requests for a long time. I know that You will answer these and the idea runs through my head that instead of praying, I should be thanking You. As I read about this drum filled with a bird’s nest, You are urging me to move from repetitive petition to repetitive praise. Thank You for the image and illustration, but even more, thank You that You are a King who takes such good care of Your people that we can live in joyful contentment like the subjects in this story. Help me to respond more to the songs in my heart than to any lingering concerns or doubts. I know that You have my best interests at heart, and I know that You are listening. I believe. Forgive my unbelief and open my mouth to praise You forever and ever.