Waiting on God

I wait quietly before God,
for my victory comes from Him.
He alone is my Rock and my Salvation,
my Fortress where I will never be shaken.
So many enemies against one man—
all of them trying to kill me.
To them I’m just a broken-down wall
or a tottering fence.
They plan to topple me from my high position.
They delight in telling lies about me.
They praise me to my face
but curse me in their hearts.
Let all that I am wait quietly before God,
for my hope is in Him.
He alone is my Rock and my Salvation,
my Fortress where I will not be shaken.
My victory and honor come from God alone.
He is my refuge, a rock where no enemy can reach me.
O my people, trust in Him at all times.
Pour out your heart to Him,
for God is our refuge.
~  Psalm 62:1-8


Twice during this Psalm David speaks of his soul “waiting” or being “quiet” before God.  This quietness, this silence is so significant.  It is really difficult for me, at times, to be perfectly still before God.

I’ll never forget the first time I went to a classical piano concert.  There was an electric silence when the musician came and sat at the piano.  All of us in the concert hall were anticipating the moment when the silent instrument would be touched by the artist’s hand and the music would spring to life.  The breathless anticipation…  knowing the artist… knowing his reputation… ready to be transported by the music.

So, shouldn’t waiting on God be even more awesome?  After all, He alone is my rock and my salvation.  He is my refuge, where no enemy can reach me.  In the present situation, I need a “Rock”… something solid!  Someone to stand in my defense against the evil forces of the world, to protect me from all the subtle temptations of the world.  I need Him as my defense against the enemy to my soul.  Let all that I am wait quietly before God.

I compare the anticipation of hearing that concert music with the kind of anticipation I should have when I am “waiting” on the Lord.  “Let all that I am wait quietly before God.”  My soul pausing… waiting… anticipating in that electric silence the first touch of the Master Musician’s hand on the instrument of my soul.

I wait for Him with the expectation that He will keep His promises, He will fulfill His word… for my hope is in Him.  He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will not be shaken.  It is the expectant heart that anticipates the windows of heaven opening and the blessing of God pouring down like rain.  “Open your mouth wide and I will fill it.” (Psalm 81:10)  Anticipate it!

If I anticipate it… expect it… quietly wait for it, He will not disappoint me.  My hope is from Him… my expectation is from Him.  The silence will break… the music will begin.  After all… I am waiting for the touch of the Master Musician.

a change of seasons

HPIM1823As autumn approaches, we begin to see changes.  The leaves start to turn colors and we feel that nip in the evening air.  The smoky haze settles in the valleys, changing the perspective of the horizon.  Some embrace the change and get a sense of anticipation.  Others get a feeling of dread… wondering, “what’s coming next?”

Although change is inevitable, our attitude toward change is a choice.  I must say, I have always been a bit “change averse”.  A lot of this aversion is based upon huge changes in my life, leaving me reeling.  Change can be unsettling, to say the least.  But, change can also bring beautiful, new things into our lives.  It can knock us out of a place of complacency into new learning and new growth.

I am reminded of Ecclesiastes 3… “To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven…” It goes on to say that He has made everything beautiful in its season. Change will happen… it may be unsettling, it may be uncomfortable. Ultimately it will be made beautiful by the One who brings about change.

I am learning to embrace change. I am learning to believe it has a purpose. I am learning that what God does is for our good and is good for eternity. He has planted eternity in our hearts. Our steps… even the changes… are ordered by Him and are made beautiful in time.

Renewed Wonder

Christ is the visible image of the invisible God.  He existed before anything was created and is supreme over all creation, for through Him God created everything in the heavenly realms and on earth.

He made the things we can see and the things we can’t see—such as thrones, kingdoms, rulers, and authorities in the unseen world.  Everything was created through Him and for Him.

~ Colossians 1:15-16

Children seem capable of seeing the invisible almost as if it is more tangible and real than the immediate reality.  They can easily penetrate beyond the veil of signs and perceive their meaning as if no barrier existed at all between the visible and the invisible.  Adults, on the other hand, seem to have an inveterate suspicion of anything invisible.  If we cannot confirm something via sight and touch, then we grow leery of it.

Yet so many of the things that we rely on the most in life are in fact invisible:  sound, oxygen, electricity, the wind, the internet, love.  We never see the gasoline we put in our car.  And while it is natural for Christians to grow in their faith by proceeding from the visible to the invisible, we have to wonder where our preschool ability to “see” the invisible went.

A sense of wonder is the right thing when it comes to faith.  Jesus remains “invisible” to reawaken childlike wonder in us.  If we want to be able to experience the “Bright Shadow of God”, then we need to regain our wonder.  In regaining our wonder, our humanity blossoms in a way it never could otherwise.  Wonder is the strongest expression of one’s self.  When we wonder, we are the most attuned to the “mystery” of the invisible.   Book knowledge cannot lead us to the infinite.  When we are devoid of wonder, we remain deaf to the sublime.

Can we regain our wonder?  The surest and quickest way to restart our wonder is to undauntedly focus on a single object.  In one astounding moment the object of our focus will seem as if we have never seen it before.  Our wonder is then revived.  Focusing on the invisible God, we begin to see the Bright Shadow.  What we look at hard seems to look back at us.  Ultimately, we will receive the likeness of that which we fix the eyes on.

I want to be surprised again with the invisible presence of Christ.  I want my life to be filled with wonder again.  I want to stand in the Bright Shadow of God.


I recently purchased a new car.  I periodically take my car in for service to keep it running smoothly.  I also take it to a professional to have it realigned.  This extends the life of my car and improves its performance.

I also visit my Chiropractor on a regular basis to get an adjustment/realignment for my back.  It’s sometimes uncomfortable, but necessary to keep me walking tall and functioning at my optimal ability.  Again, I trust a professional.  Can you picture doing your own chiropractic adjustment?

The visits to my regular physician help me to be aware of my physical health.  These visits help me to align my lifestyle to a healthier perspective.

For all of these alignments I go to the professionals.  These are things I can’t do for myself.  Not knowing the proper techniques or having the right tools for these adjustments, I would be in trouble.

In the same way, our heart, mind, and soul need regular realignment.  I wouldn’t let my car or my body fall into disrepair… even more so, my heart, mind, and soul require maintenance.  Driving a car that hasn’t been aligned is destructive to the life of the vehicle.  Living without realigning is even more destructive and perilous.

So, how do I keep aligned spiritually?  Once again, I don’t trust this adjustment to a non-professional.  I can’t do it myself.  I must turn to God’s word for guidance.  Spiritual alignment is required daily.  Our minds are bombarded with thoughts and ideas that can easily throw off our spiritual alignment.  A few moments spent with the One who fearfully and wonderfully made us will bring us back into alignment with His plan, His purpose, His will.

Lord, help me to look to You each day.  Help me to stay aligned with Your plan and purpose for my life.  Amen.

I am reminded of the words from an old chorus:

“Change my heart oh God,
Make it ever true.
Change my heart oh God,
May I be like You.

You are the potter,
I am the clay,
Mold me and make me,
This is what I pray.”

Whiter Than Snow

The first shining flakes of snow fell in our yard today.  There is a childlike thrill when I see it begin to snow… a leap of hope and joy in my heart!

The flakes quit almost as quickly as they started.  As I drove over the hill to work I watched them begin to fall again in earnest.

As they fell, I watched the scarred areas of earth transform into a blanket of white.  The clean brightness covered the scars, transforming a bleak, stark, sad landscape into a beautiful thing to behold.

I began to sing the words of an old hymn:

Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow,
Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

The bright shadow of God falls on wounded souls, it falls on tragedy and heartbreak, it falls on loss and grief.  It falls today and washes everything whiter than snow.

…we are significant

A friend posted this on their facebook page… It so resonated with me I had to share it.  Thanks, Chad Chriestenson…

“We should never feel small or insignificant.  Yes, it’s true our planet is but a speck in a grand, majestic sea of stars and wonder.  A universe filled with many celestial objects and wonders that utterly dwarf our earth. But should we feel pointless compared to this?  No!   For out of this entire plane of existence, God holds you more precious in his sight than the most brilliant star, the most beautiful galaxy, the most awe inspiring aspects of nature, or even the most valuable jewels. If our God in all of his majesty is that focused on us compared to everything else, why should we worry what tomorrow will bring or if we are ignored?  He is the God who sees us.  The one who sees us as being so valuable that he came to earth to be with us.”

What a perfect thought, especially at this time of year.  So many are lonely at this time of year and feel insignificant.  If you were the only one, Jesus would have come for you.  God with us… Emmanuel.


HPIM1823Come, let us sing to the LORD! Let us shout joyfully to the Rock of our salvation.
Psalm 95:1

I cannot adequately express the joy and hope I feel at this season.

There is no specific reason, no epiphany, no “aha” moment… just joy unspeakable and full of glorious hope.

I trust I am not alone… this life is not the end, this life is not the final answer… this life leads from one glory, to another glory, to another glory… it keeps getting better until that day of ultimate joy, when we see the face of Jesus, whose birth we celebrate!

Remember… Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning. ~ Psalm 30:5

Enter this season with joy, knowing that Christ came to save us, to be with us.  Face the new year with the hope that He has gone to prepare a place for us, where we can be with Him for eternity.

Joy to the World , the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing.

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