Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Psalm 29:7-9

The voice of the Lord flashes forth flames of fire
The voice of the Lord shakes the wilderness
the Lord shakes the wilderness of Kadesh
The voice of the Lord makes the deer give birth
And strips the forest bare
And in His temple all cry "Glory!"

What a beautiful description of the owner in who hands I securely rest. The same owner of the unending universe that ripped the darkness from the night sky with the words "let there be light". The same author and lover of the human race that has almost spent its entire existence perverting His creation and worshiping the created, myself included. And still, the same owner of the precious tree that provided the wood for the cross that His Son would be murdered on. That same cross and murder that set me free and allowed me to crawl into these eternally safe hands forever removed from
hell,
[MY] sin,
shame,
and fear.

There are not perfect enough words to describe my perfect Savior and God.

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