Category Archives: Psalms on Sunday

Whose Word I Praise {Psalms on Sunday}

May 10 2015_web  

The key to not being afraid? 

Trusting in God's Word. In His promises. In His Truth. In His revealed will. God is for us. This, of course, means He is not against us. When put our trust in the word of the God who created the heavens and the earth, the sea and all that is in it, the mountains and the moon and the stars, we don't have to be afraid.
The Law of the LORD is perfect,  restoring the soul; The testimony of the LORD is sure, making wise the simple. The precepts of the LORD are right, rejoicing the heart; The commandment of the LORD is pure, enlightening the eyes. The judgements of the LORD are true; they are righteous altogether. They are more desirable than gold, yes,  than much fine gold. Sweeter also than honey and the drippings of the honeycomb. Moreover, by them Your servant is warned; In keeping them there is great reward. PSALM 19:7-11
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Hands, Not Fists {Psalms on Sunday}

May 3 2015I want to love and glorify God with my entire being: my heart, my soul, my mind, and my strength. That strength includes my body — what I put into it, what I ask of it, how I maintain it, and what I do with it. May 3 2015 (3) Our hands clap when we have found joy and appreciation in something. We clap at plays, sports events, recitals. Our joy and gratitude and admiration overflow into a spontaneous outburst of praise for the performer. Do my hands erupt in praise for God? Do I use my hands to show my appreciation and joy in all that God has done or do I spend most of my time shaking my fists at God, demanding — like Job — He explain Himself to me. Perhaps if I would take to heart the words of the previous Psalm — May 3 2015 (4)   — I would do less fist shaking and instead issue forth more intentional applause. Today, I choose hands, not fists.

Where Is My Delight?

TDD | April 26 2015 | post image   One simple question can be the answer to many more.

Where is my delight?

"Great pleasure" "To please someone greatly"
Definitions of the word delight vary, but the meaning is the same. Something that delights us brings us happiness, pleases us, satisfies us and makes us long for more. According to the Psalmist, our stability and fruitfulness in life and ministry depends on where our delight is. Roots absorb water and dissolved nutrients. They also anchor a plant. If a plant is drawing from nutritious soil and has a source of water, it will yield its fruit in season. If that plant, however, has to attempt to draw strength and nourishment from poisonous or arid soil, fruit won't be likely. So we have to ask ourselves, on a regular basis, "Where is my delight?" Lip service won't do much good here. We can say our delight is in God and in His word but what does the use of our time or the attitude of our heart or the tone of our voice indicate? I want to be fruitful. I want to be anchored. I want to flourish. But that only comes with true delight being found in God's word. We fool ourselves if we say we delight in something we rarely do. The delights of the world (the counsel of the wicked, the path of sinners, the seat of scoffers) are easy to come by. But true delight comes from only one place. And so, with sky still dark and little blond people still sleeping, I fill my coffee cup and situate myself in my favorite chair. I open the delightful words, just as I have almost every day for the past four years, and I let the streams of water course through my soul. And in season, my fruit will grow.