by Travis B.
All other ground is sinking sand. Father when I stepped into self, my intellect called me to self righteousness. A foreign land, a land not acquainted with you. It brought uneasiness and fear. A land where I had to sustain and qualify myself. Lord there the seeming palace has become a prison. One that had trapped me for the grounds had shifted causing the door to bind and the windows to seize.
I needed help, what I called a good investment has cost me more than I can pay. The foundation is no good. The things I had put my trust in kept moving. I needed help! I heard of the rock (Psalm 18:2, 1 Corinthians 3:11) . Lord reestablished me there. This cheep land has became an expense I just could not bare.
“Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer; from the end of the earth I call to you when my heart is faint. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I,”Psalm 61:1-2
Lord thank you for availing yourself to me. I was without hope. That which I prized became a burden to me. Fearing death here, I cry out for salvation. Pride attempted to silence me. But, No!
“Let me dwell in your tent forever! Let me take refuge under the shelter of your wings!”Psalm 61:4 ESV
Lord I am grateful for your rescue. I am indebted to your merciful love. I we give my life in service to you. Lord use me as you will!
“For you, O God, have heard my vows; you have given me the heritage of those who fear your name. So will I ever sing praises to your name, as I perform my vows day after day.”Psalm 61:5,8 ESV