Psalm 103

Bless the LORD, O my soul,
         And all that is within me, bless His holy name.
    Bless the LORD, O my soul,
         And forget none of His benefits;
    Who pardons all your iniquities,
         Who heals all your diseases;
    Who redeems your life from the pit,
         Who crowns you with lovingkindness and compassion;
    Who satisfies your years with good things,
         So that your youth is renewed like the eagle.
    The LORD performs righteous deeds
         And judgments for all who are oppressed.
    He made known His ways to Moses,
         His acts to the sons of Israel.
    The LORD is compassionate and gracious,
         Slow to anger and abounding in lovingkindness.
    He will not always strive with us,
         Nor will He keep His anger forever.
    He has not dealt with us according to our sins,
         Nor rewarded us according to our iniquities.
    For as high as the heavens are above the earth,
         So great is His lovingkindness toward those who fear Him.
    As far as the east is from the west,
         So far has He removed our transgressions from us.
    Just as a father has compassion on his children,
         So the LORD has compassion on those who fear Him.
    For He Himself knows our frame;
         He is mindful that we are but dust.
    As for man, his days are like grass;
         As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.
    When the wind has passed over it, it is no more,
         And its place acknowledges it no longer.
    But the lovingkindness of the LORD is from everlasting
to everlasting on those who fear Him,
         And His righteousness to children’s children,
    To those who keep His covenant
         And remember His precepts to do them.
    The LORD has established His throne in the heavens,
         And His sovereignty rules over all.
    Bless the LORD, you His angels,
         Mighty in strength, who perform His word,
         Obeying the voice of His word!
    Bless the LORD, all you His hosts,
         You who serve Him, doing His will.
    Bless the LORD, all you works of His,
         In all places of His dominion;
         Bless the LORD, O my soul!

New Book Love

Where have I been, and what have I been doing that I missed anyone ever talking about the Little Britches series of books by Ralph Moody? Hannah at Cultivating Home mentioned that her husband was reading the Ralph Moody books to her boys, and I was intrigued. I found the first book at my library, and was already enthralled by the second page. This is good stuff, folks. The style is a lot like the Little House books, but (no offense to Laura) I would have to say I have felt more (already shed tears!) while reading the beginning of this first book than I ever did reading about the Ingallses. I love seeing this family’s focus on character, the attention given to Bible reading, and the adoration the mother and father have for each other. I can’t wait to start reading the books aloud to the children.

Birthdays and “Better Than”s

We celebrated Little S’s birthday yesterday. He likes the movie “The Black Stallion”, so I made a horse cake and the cousins came over to watch the movie. He already appears taller today. I can’t believe how fast time goes- he was never little, but it seems only a short time ago he fit better in my arms.
In other birthday news, we decided to schedule an induction on April 27 to deliver Micah and Micaiah. In light of all the circumstances surrounding this pregnancy, we think it would be best this time to exercise a bit more control over when the babies will come. Please mark your calendars and be praying for us on that day. We’ll need it.
On the way home from the doctor yesterday, I heard a new song by Amy Grant called “Better Than A Hallelujah”. There are numerous places to listen to it on the web, but this old laptop can’t get you to any of them. Look up the song and see what you think about it. I’ve been meditating on the ideas expressed in it since yesterday. The gist of the song, to me, is that sometimes God would prefer the heartbroken cry of some poor soul over the grand hallelujahs we typically think of as ‘praise’. I’m not sure how I feel about the thought He prefers it, but it is intriguing to think about how pain, sorrow, and even shame can praise His name, as much if not more than exclamations of joy. If this is the case, I can think of two reasons why this might be:
1. If, at a person’s lowest points, he chooses to direct his anguish to the LORD instead of wallowing by himself, this shows a faith of sorts. The person is acknowledging the only personal, loving God in this universe who sees, hears and knows all things.
2. God helps those who cry out to Him. He probably isn’t as motivated to intervene in the life of the soul who doesn’t think they need Him. What deeper needs can be expressed than through cries, groans, and tears?
I want to hear your take on this song. Amy Grant- we won’t go there, more than just to say I have enjoyed many of her songs and appreciate them being usually in a key that I can sing.

Psalm 22: 24 For He has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither has He hidden His face from him; but when he cried to Him for help, He heard.

Good News

We interrupt this holiday weekend to bring you a special announcement:

Luke passed his rough inspections today! Yay!

You may now proceed with your holiday celebrations. Happy Easter, everyone. He is risen!