I have hidden your word in my heart that I might not sin against you. Psalm 119:11
If it were possible to physically and medically hide something in our heart, it would be close to the seat of our being. It would control everything because it has become our source for living, considering our blood is pumped from here to other parts of our body.
Now. Consider hiding God’s word in our heart. His word will become the seat of our being, controlling everything about us, guiding us toward an eternal life with the one who created us.
Go to the source for all of your needs:
The heavens are yours, and yours also the earth; you founded the world and all that is in it.
Psalm 46:1, 10-11
1 – God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.
10 – He says, “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.”
11 – The Lord Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress.
What do you need? God got it! Do you need something material, God got it! Do you need comfort, strength, wisdom or protection? God got it. God has whatever you need because He is whatever you need!
Whatever you ask for in Jesus’ name, He will do it. – John 14:13-15
Psalms 13:6 (NIV)
6 I will sing the Lord’s praise, for he has been good to me.
I tell you. When I can’t think of anything to say to The Lord, I start singing to Him. I sing about how much I love Him, how much I thank Him and how much I want to do what He has commanded me to do. Usually it’s in the morning when I first wake up, but I’m known to strike out a tune in the middle of the day.
Nearly all of the time, I’ll sing a song that I’ve never heard on the radio, keeping this verse in mind:
Psalms 96:1 (NIV)
1 Sing to the Lord a new song; sing to the Lord, all the earth.
So I’m going to sing to my Lord. I might not be the best singer, but as long as it’s from my heart, He’ll be pleased with it.
Psalm 136: 1-3
O give thanks unto the Lord; for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever. 2 O give thanks unto the God of gods: for his mercy endureth for ever. 3 O give thanks to the Lord of lords: for his mercy endureth for ever.
Part of my routine in the morning is waking up. Well duh Nate! That’s all of our routine. Yes it is but even this seemingly simple task I don’t want to take for granted. As I lay in my bed, coming out of a good (or not so good) night’s sleep I draw a wakening breath, I open my eyes, I sit up and then get up. I’m thankful because I am able to do these things. There were some people who didn’t wake up. There were some people that woke up ill, and some woke up not knowing where they were, even though they have been going to sleep in the same place for years. Read more
There’s seven days left before Thanksgiving Day. So I want to share with you my seven days of thanksgiving. I have a lot to be thankful for and there is no way I can post them all in seven days. So I will try to get as much in as possible. I’m praying and hoping it will bless you.
Psalm 26:7 – That I may publish with the voice of thanksgiving, and tell of all thy wondrous works.
I’ve always been kind of outspoken. My wife says whatever I feel inside, shows up on my face. She says I can’t hide my feelings. Since the Lord saved me in 2004, I have been very outspoken about His love and His desire for us to worship Him. When I signed up on Facebook, my intention was, and still is, to post things that glorify the Lord. Read more
For the word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart. – Hebrews 4:12
Have you ever read or heard a passage in the bible that seem to go deep and find you out? I mean it went deep to a secret you’ve been holding inside, or a sinful deed you were involved in, to reveal you to yourself. It’s happened to me several times. It happened a lot before I surrendered to Jesus as my Savior and the Holy Spirit helping me to see the error of my ways.
I remember when I was a boy, I got a splinter in my finger that went well under my skin. I didn’t want to tell my mother because she was going to get a needle, sterilize it with a match and start digging until she got it out. In the meantime I would be writhing and twisting as if she was killing me. After the wrestling match, she prevailed and I didn’t have a splinter anymore. Read more