Today I found special encouragement in Psalm 19, and I will put it below to share.
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they display knowledge.
There is no speech or language
where their voice is not heard
Their voice goes out into al the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
In the heavens he has pitched a tent for the sun,
which is like a bridegroom coming forth from his pavilion,
like a champion rejoicing to run his course.
It rises at one end of the heavens
and makes its circuit to the other;
nothing is hidden from its heat.
The law of the LORD is perfect,
reviving the soul.
the statutes of the LORD are trustworthy
making the wise simple.
The precepts of the LORD are right,
giving joy to the heart.
The commands of the LORD are radiant,
giving light to the eyes.
The fear of the LORD is pure,
enduring forever.
The ordinances of the LORD are sure
and altogether righteous
They are more precious than gold,
than much pure gold;
they are sweeter than honey,
than honey from the comb.
By them is your servant warned;
in keeping them there is great reward.
Who can discern his errors?
Forgive my hidden faults.
Keep your servant also from willful sins:
may they not rule over me.
Then will I be blameless,
innocent of great transgression.
May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart
be pleasing in your sight,
O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.
Psalm 19, NIV translation
Many times I wish my memory was so much better. I read a passage like Psalm 19 and my heart fully agrees with it, and I would just love to memorize it and reflect on it. But I am so limited! But I am glad to reflect on it this morning. I wholeheartedly agree that the words that come from God's mouth give me life and happiness. And I am a person in desperate need of his words. Heather and I are flying out to Idaho day after tomorrow to take an evaluation to serve with Mission Aviation Fellowship. Sometimes I wonder why God would want a person like me to be a missionary. Someone who so often neglects His words and stumbles down the same sinful paths that he always has. I am comforted by the last words written by Jim Elliot in his journal published by his wife after his death. He said he was "throwing himself hourly upon God's for his mercy" wondering why God would use someone as wicked as himself to do His work. Within a week after that Jim was killed by the tribe that he and his friends were trying to bring the news of Jesus to. Reading and learning about Jim I know that few people were as passionate or as disciplined in living for the Lord as he was. And yet he reveals his utterly sinful self. I suppose that none of us are worthy to serve God. But I am nourished, comforted, directed, and sustained by God's words, and they work powerfully in my life. They bring me a harvest of peace and joy that can't be faked or made up.