Outside, the breath of a breeze, child of the gale that stormed all night, lightly whisked treetops about the circle gazebo. But already the air held a heavy, breathless warmth, mixed with thin sunshine and a white smudge of cloud overhead.
Robin’s egg sky peeking here, there, offered untrustworthy hope of full sun and less humidity, though casting a lozenge of warm light on the carpet at my feet…(reminding me out of the blue, of my old sheltie, and how she loved to find such a spot of a morn, circle round and round to lay down and bask in it)… and to my astonishment, the longtime-in-coming fresh flowering geraniums were kicking up red and white striped pantalets, as if dancing in their pot on my porch, refreshed and spurred on by the night’s rain…
“O Lord, you beautify, dignify and crown my life with loving-kindness and tender mercy…You redeem my life from the pit and corruption,” I murmured, letting those words escape aloud on the air afresh. It was the Psalm 103 verse I’d been meditating now for the last week…in answer to the Holy Spirit’s nudge… whispering like a breeze through my open window, stirring the gauzy curtains round my heart, calling me to turn my mouth to words of light. Calling things as He has promised they are, in place of speaking out only what I see.
Mm… beautifies. He not only makes me more and more aware of beauty round me moment to moment, somehow… (Lord, show me how)… He longs to make beauty of my life…
Dignifies. When I feel less than, don’t think I’m making any difference in my one life, am put down or rejected… He dignifies me. Sets me on high. Calls me His Royal daughter and heir.
Redeems my life from the pit and corruption… such as sickness, hopelessness, negativity, loss, lies of the enemy…
It is funny how even when we are alone, we can tend to declare useless words to a still room. Just giving voice to thoughts that are going nowhere. Like saying to no one there, “I wonder what so and so meant when they said– ”
But gently, He reminded me…”I’ve made you speaking beings. To bring life with your very words…”
How much life was I really bringing with my words? I began wondering. While a thought edged round the corners, imploring me to begin being more purposeful in putting His words…aloud…in my mouth. Words that come against otherwise negatives that could easily come forward, watering mind and spirit with joyful promise. Several times a day. Round the house. In the car. Out walking the neighborhood. (I’m a bit more self conscious about doing that last one, though others often stroll by talking openly to their phones!)
And here... on this blog!
I was thinking how many of us like to choose a “word” for our year as January rolls in. And that the EVER-SPEAKING God who creates from words and endows us to do the same does not want us limited to that ONE WORD.
So…What if we were to choose a different few words of His word each week to meditate, murmur aloud, seek His voice in, and roll around as honey on our tongues throughout those seven days? For those who journal, to maybe even write down some insights He brings to mind and heart and spirit… and share what we “hear?”
To actively do as Ephesians 5:19 enjoins us… “Speaking to one another with psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit. Sing and make music from your heart to the Lord…”
And so I’m initiating Speaking Psalms, Hymns and Song of the Spirit here. (Though it will open at the beginning of each week, I will link up on other days as well so you can join in any time…) I’ll offer a verse at the end of each post for us to ruminate and chew on…aloud… each day of that week. Then return here the following Sunday for the next week’s word. They will only be a starting point… feel free to choose your own meditation verse as He leads! I look forward to hearing what He’s moving in you through this each week too!
Just as I completed these words here, my phone jangled. A woman from a ministry I give to, asked if she could pray with me. As she did, her words became as living water showering me…crowning me with His loving-kindness and tender mercies. “See that image of His Blood redeeming and cleansing and pouring over you, head to toe,” she encouraged…
Stepping outside to capture a closing photo for this post, I leaned over my newly transplanted hydrangea plant. It’s been a few weeks now and I’ve been uncertain as to it’s “taking” to the rocky new ground. Brown crinkles leafy greens. But this morn… I pushed aside the leaves in the same way I opened my curtains earlier. In the rain-scrubbed light of day, almost hidden, jewels are beginning.
Jewels in a crown.
Let’s share how His Words in our mouth changes our days!
Verse to Speak Aloud, Several Times a Day, Throughout This Week
(especially in those moments when circumstances are screaming the opposite!)
- You satisfy my mouth with good so my youth is renewed.
- You make me like the eagle – strong, overcoming, soaring!
~ from Psalm 103: 5 (amplified)
(No matter your age…) How do I see Him renewing my youth today?
In what ways is he making me strong, overcoming, soaring?
© Pam Depoyan
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