Cause me to hear your loving kindness in the morning, for I trust in you. Cause me to know the way in which I should walk, for I lift up my soul to you. Psalm 143:8 New Heart English Bible
During Thanksgiving week when we had 8 family members staying with us and 5 others in a nearby hotel, I had little alone time to spend with Jesus. But one verse, from God’s word, IS always enough. And I have milked this declaration of faith for what it is worth. But there is more nourishment to be had, for sure.
Why did these words for Psalm 143:8 resonate? On one hand, I’m ashamed to share the reason. It’s because, I don’t truly trust God’s love and goodness. And I know I NEED to hear each morning how much he does loves me.
You see, this Thanksgiving family reunion almost didn’t happen. And I wanted it SO badly. Our son with 4 kids who lives in El Paso didn’t decide travel here until 1 ½ days before their scheduled flights. The littlest, Caroline at 19 months, had Covid the week before and each of the family had been sick. Then ‘Mom’. who is 95, didn’t want to road trip the 7 hours down from Asheville because she was afraid of leaving a nearby bathroom and her assisted-living caregivers.
When finally on Sunday night at the start of Thanksgiving week we got a glimpse that it was green lights on all fronts, including the Tampa family, I felt stunned at how God had really come through, again, just like he did with our Italy trip.
What was that about? Well, leading up to our mid-September departure, I had been afraid that something would prevent THAT from happening. Again, I REALLY wanted it to happen.
Cousin Terry, who had ‘held my hand’ (so to speak) by praying alongside of me for these two major events and prayer requests pointed out in a text how good our God is. And my immediate unspoken response was, ‘Yes, but will he come through again?’
That’s when the Holy Spirit crushed me by convicting me of my lack of trust. Yet our Father, in his kindness, sent me this answer from Psalm 143. And I have clung to it and recited it daily since then.
The only remedy for my lack of trust in God’s goodness is to hear over and over about his perfect love for me, his ‘chesed, which is the only tool capable of driving out all fear.
As I studied verse 8, the words all make sense, except for the last bit, ‘for to you I lift up my soul’. I had to ponder that and figure out for myself how to ‘translate’ it into words that resonate. First, I came up with ‘for you are my goal’. That helped a lot, especially this past Monday, our normal weekly cleaning day. This Monday required more time because the house was pretty dirty from being well used. I found myself getting a bit ‘grim’ until I reminded myself, ‘Maria, remember Psalm 143:8. A clean house is NOT your goal, Jesus is!’
Today, I received an even more apt idea of what it means to lift up one’s soul to something or someone. I now understand it as, ‘I want more of X’, whether that is money, recognition, power, or love.
What is it that the psalmist wants? Exactly what I desire, the ONLY thing in the universe that will satisfy me. I need more of Jesus.
With that part of the equation ‘filled in’ so to speak, I then worked backward in that verse, moving into each earlier phrase until the start of verse 8. ‘Father, if my goal is more of your Son, Jesus, then show me how to lead my life THIS day. You know I trust you, because I hear, read, and experience your love for me on a daily basis. Please. Do it again and blow me away during my early mornings with a sense of your mind-boggling love for me.’
Discussing that verse repeatedly to Jesus has been a life line.
Do you see how all you need is one good mouthful of God’s word to feed on? We are all busy, and some more than others.
Anne, married to our son Wes, cares for a toddler and three ‘bigs’, homeschooling the ‘bigs’, cleaning, cooking healthy meals of ‘real food’, working out and studying for a health coaching certification. She has little disposable time. But ‘one word’ from God more than sustains her.
Steve, my dear brother-in-law, cares for my mother-in-law and holds down a full-time job. He, like Anne, has little time. He often compares himself to his wife who spends a good chunk of her early morning in prayer. But ONE word from the Father that he chews through in his day, digesting it well so that it nourishes his soul is enough.
So, dear friends, whether you’re in a busy season of life or a more leisure-filled time, one ‘word’ is enough. And if you feel inadequate as a believer, turn back to Jesus and be real with him. He will feed you like a momma bird cares for her babies. He knows just the right food and the appropriate portion.
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