Today, I was given a slight reprieve from the waves of depression that have been knocking me down these past few weeks. I was able to step out from beneath the clouds and out into the warmth and light to write just a wee bit of what I'm experiencing on this dark journey.
It feels good to be able to write something -- ANYTHING -- again and to be able to just breathe.....
My mind is empty --
Fill it with Your truths
and promises from Your Word.
My heart is empty --
Fill it with Your deep love
and compassion.
My spirit is empty --
Fill it with Your hope, joy
and Your perfect peace.
My soul is empty --
Fill it with You.
I am the LORD your God, who brought you up out of Egypt. Open wide your mouth and I will fill it. ~ Psalm 81:10
Thanksgiving is just a mere 11 days away. I know many people here in the blogosphere and on facebook have been challenged to do daily posts of what they are thankful for in life.
I myself haven't partaken in that daily challenge, but I have enjoyed reading and have been blessed by many of the things that others have written that they are thankful for.
This past week, this song has been what a friend of mine refers to as an 'earworm;' in other words, it's in my head when I wake up in the morning, here and there throughout the day, and before I go to bed at night. It refuses to leave my head.
The day after I decided to use this song for today's post, a sweet sister who was totally unaware of my earworm problem, sent me an e-card referencing --can you guess? -- the Scripture verse the song is based upon:
Lamentations 3:22-23 ~
It is of the LORD's mercies that we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is Thy faithfulness.
Today, I am thankful to worship a God whose mercies are fresh daily. I'm thankful to be afforded a 'clean slate' with Him each morning. I'm thankful He doesn't change like a chameleon or like the wind; that God's love for me is not a game of 'He loves me, He loves me not,' and that His compassions do not fail.
Let's worship our Father God with thankfulness today.
Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father,
There is no shadow of turning with Thee;
Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not
As Thou hast been Thou forever wilt be.
Great is Thy faithfulness! Great is Thy faithfulness!
Morning by morning new mercies I see;
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided—
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me (Words: Thomas O. Chisholm
Music: William M. RunyanWords & Music © 1923)
