Bad news tries to break through Your fortification around me. It nags at me through ailments of my body, fears among my family, discord between believers.
Yet . . . my confidence does not lie in good health, nor in faithful kin, nor in the church’s camaraderie.
One thing I ask.
Really? One thing?
LORD, is it so?
I want to feel strong.
I want my mother to be taken care of by my father.
I want my spiritual family to be of one mind.
I want . . . I want . . . I want . . .
But I need one thing—I search for this one thing—to remain in Your presence. To sit down at Your feet. To delight in Your splendor.
Soli Deo gloria. Glory to God alone! This is the one thing.
I need . . . I need . . . I need . . .
to give You glory.
I do believe that I see Your goodness, here, now. I expectantly wait to see even more. I fasten all my hopes on You.
I wait for You, LORD. With courage. In strength.
Soli Deo gloria! The one thing!
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