To Sit At The Feet Of My Saviour

To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah.

1 As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

2 My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

3 My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

4 When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

8 Yet the Lord will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.

9 I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

10 As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

Have you ever watched a drama and found yourself saying, “WHY ON EARTH DID SHE CHOOSE THAT BAD GUY?!!?!? THE OTHER GUY LOVES HER SO MUCH CAN’T SHE SEE IT?”

The “other” guy probably was willing to give up all of his assets if he was rich for that one girl, or just be by her side whenever she needed him to be that listening ear. No matter what his friends said about giving up, about many other trees or flowers in the forest, it probably did not even enter his brain one bit. He is downright, undeniably and unarguably stupid. So is the girl. You get the picture. 

It could be because I have watched too much dramas, because somehow, that it the word picture I have of me and God. I have been so caught up with pursuing with what I thought should be right, with my studies and friends. I thought I missed out in life. Why the convictions, why the extra responsibilities, why can’t I just live life like a 18 year old? 

Then comes my Foolish Lover. He was not exactly in hot pursuit of me. Sure He would love to have tried to catch my attention by doing radical things but instead, He would just envelope me in His presence, with gentleness and love. He was trying to win my heart and not just superficial works. It was like Him knocking and knocking. When the door failed, He tried the windows as well. He is my Foolish Lover that has enough to believe I am worth it. 

Shout out to Juliana! :) I am sorry I didn’t get to post your pressie! I got too excited opening it. Thank you for the lovely name stickers and care bear and card and more. Haha! :) thanks dear appreciate it too. (delayed thank you post) :))