March 6, 2012

  • My comfort

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    Sometimes, on days when the sky outside is bright and beautiful, and life seems "All things bright and beautiful" for everyone else but me, I tend to feel like lying in bed all day and covering up my face with my blanket. Sleep is a good medicine, people say. But when I actually sit up and take time to read the bible, I'd know that sleep isn't but instead, the word of God is the most powerful healing power on earth. You no longer focus on yourself but instead, focus on the creator of all beautiful things, the God who also created you and I. How awesome is that?

    Maybe not a lot of people understand me or my inner struggles or the barriers that I'm trying to overcome in terms of personal growth, but I know that God will totally understand me and be by my side at all times. I wish I could write poems like Carrie Peng does in order to capture His beauty, but because I'm not as good at poetry, all I can do is copy those of other people's, like David in Psalms. No matter how many times I read this passage, my heart just goes "Ahhh..." and I know that I'm never alone in my struggles.

    Psalm 139

    For the director of music. Of David. A psalm.

    1 You have searched me, LORD,
    and you know me.
    2 You know when I sit and when I rise;
    you perceive my thoughts from afar.
    3 You discern my going out and my lying down;
    you are familiar with all my ways.
    4 Before a word is on my tongue
    you, LORD, know it completely.
    5 You hem me in behind and before,
    and you lay your hand upon me.
    6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
    too lofty for me to attain.

    7 Where can I go from your Spirit?
    Where can I flee from your presence?
    8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
    if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
    9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
    if I settle on the far side of the sea,
    10 even there your hand will guide me,
    your right hand will hold me fast.
    11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
    and the light become night around me,”
    12 even the darkness will not be dark to you;
    the night will shine like the day,
    for darkness is as light to you.

    13 For you created my inmost being;
    you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
    14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
    your works are wonderful,
    I know that full well.
    15 My frame was not hidden from you
    when I was made in the secret place,
    when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
    16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
    all the days ordained for me were written in your book
    before one of them came to be.
    17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a] God!
    How vast is the sum of them!
    18 Were I to count them,
    they would outnumber the grains of sand—
    when I awake, I am still with you.

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