"Preserve me, O God."
My heart pounds this prayer as the weight of decisions, to-do lists, and daily life threatens to overwhelm. The Psalmist cried this prayer and asked the Lord to keep and "guard him" as a bodyguard would look after his watch. Do I think of Christ as my own personal bodyguard?
When the storms rage against my spirit, weakening my resolve to trust in His goodness, when all around threatens to destroy my hope in the One who is my portion and cup, do I rest in his presence standing guard over me?
He is keeping watch over my interests and needs.
He knows how many hairs are on my head.
The King James Version of Job 7:20 refers to God as the "Preserver of Men." Perhaps Job was wrestling with God crying out for escape from the afflictions that surrounded him. Maybe he was submitting to the providence of God in our lives as he is the one who ultimately keeps our days.
The Preserver of my life, my days, my hours.
A Beautiful Inheritance
No matter what this world throws at us, we can rest in the assurance that we have an inheritance waiting for us that is otherworldly, that is beautiful beyond our wildest imaginations.
"The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance." (Psalm 16:6)
The Bible describes our inheritance as one in which eyes have not seen, ears have not heard, all the wonders that awaits those Whose life He preserves.
We have lost our sense of wonder. We have forgotten how to rejoice in the future that is awaiting us.
In Walking on Water, Madeleine L'Engle reminds, "We are called on to believe what to many people is impossible. Instead of rejoicing in this glorious 'impossible' which gives meaning and dignity to our lives, we try to domesticate God, to make his mighty actions comprehensible to our finite minds. It is not that the power to understand is not available to us; it is; he has promised it."
I don't want a God I can domesticate. I want a God Who is the Preserver of Men. Who turns water into wine, causes the lame to walk, who prepares inheritances for his saints that finite minds cannot conceive.
The "Preserver of our Days" is the Creator of our Inheritance.
"The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places ... You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore." (Psalm 16:6a,11).
The common denominator in the present and the future is His presence. There are no boundary lines with the Spirit; He can make even the most remote borders pleasant places. The driest deserts erupt with water. The wilderness transforms to paths of life. His presence alone is joy.
I want to live my life filled with risk and wonder. I desire to cultivate a faith without borders. I can do this with confidence knowing the wonders anew that await me in the inheritance he has prepared. This day filled with to-do lists, cranky pixies, and broken promises can be a pleasant place because the presence of Christ is here.
The presence of God creates cosmos from chaos pleasant places from dry spaces.
Indeed, the lines have fallen for me in pleasant places ...
Momma to three pixies, Lyric, Brielle, and Zion, wife to a Viking-loving writer, daughter of the King. My blog reflects living the lyrics of the cross in the beauty of everyday. I hold a Masters in theology, but more importantly, I host several barn owls in the second acre. We are all about breathing deep here and soaking in the glory of life.