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This morning was the interval walk/jog day in my exercise schedule. I am supposed to walk 2 minutes then run 2 minutes. I take my iPod for a timer and just enjoy the crisp air and, in some cases, the stars. Today I got to enjoy not only the stars, but a full moon too! ‘Twas nice that I didn’t need to take a flashlight with me. *smile*

It is hard to be out in nature like that, with the starry heavens overhead, and not be at least momentarily awed at the majesty of God. And today was no exception; beholding the wonder of the heavens, I began to quietly praise God for His greatness and goodness.

About half way through my run, I thought of Psalm 19. It seemed so appropriate.

The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork. Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge.

So I recited it to myself, aloud but in a quiet voice. I have known this psalm for years, but something about being out in nature made it so meaningful, and I recited it slowly and with emphasis, savoring each word and thought.

And then I reached verse 12:

Who can understand [his] errors? cleanse thou me from secret [faults].

Secret faults (or errors, as the context implies, since “faults” is supplied). Suddenly something I had been reading from The Healing Code book came to mind. The book talks about cellular memories, the theory that memories are actually stored in ones cells, as opposed to in a certain place in the brain. Now, if you look that up on Wikipedia, you will read that it is a pseudoscience. Guess they forgot to mention all the transplant recipients who woke up with memories of the donor. But where memories are stored is really inconsequential. We have memories stored that we cannot recall. Secret errors? Oh my yes!

As I shared in yesterday’s post, I had been unconsciously rejecting God’s forgiveness. But He has cleansed me of that now, and I have a freedom to praise Him that I have not had for years.

Well, you should have heard me. I had been reciting Psalm 19 in a normal tone of voice, but suddenly, as the Bible put it, I lifted up my voice and recited the words of verse 12 quite loud, and then stopped reciting to praise God for giving me a deeper understanding of the verse. (You’ll need to read the book mentioned in yesterday’s post to fully grasp what I was comprehending–it’s just too much to dwell on here.)

All this made my exercise time more of an act of worship than anything else this morning. Praise God!

Now it’s your turn. What has the Lord shown you in your devotional time lately?

 

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