Thursday, March 5, 2015

Verse of the Day 3/5

 
Psalm 139:17-18 How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
    How vast is the sum of them!
18 
 18 If I would count them, they are more than the sand.
    I awake, and I am still with you.  English Standard Version (ESV)
 
As I read today's verses this morning, they brought some of the thoughts of the past few days together.  If we are to know God's thoughts we will find them in God's Word as we read, meditate and pray over it and through it.  Yesterday we considered how we are called, challenged, to get wisdom and understanding, God's wisdom and understanding as found in God's Word, the Bible.   As we do this we will realize the "vastness" of it, bringing up the images of the vastness of the ocean or perhaps a view of the Grand Canyon.
 
If we are to know God's thoughts I've also read a few quotes from Thomas Brooks.  Reading some of his thoughts on the subject showed how precious God's Word and thoughts were to him.  They serve as a reminder of how precious they should be for us.

Ah! the Word of the Lord is . . .
a light to guide you,
a counselor to counsel you,
a comforter to comfort you,
a staff to support you,
a sword to defend you,
a physician to cure you!

The Word is . . .
a mine to enrich you,
a robe to clothe you,
a crown to crown you.
bread to strengthen you,
wine to cheer you,
a honeycomb to feast you,
music to delight you,
a paradise to entertain you!

Oh! therefore, before all and above all:
search the Scripture,
study the Scripture,
meditate on the Scripture,
delight in the Scripture,
treasure up the Scripture!   Thomas Brooks

What wisdom do you need today, a counselor, support, defense, or a physician?  God's Word can serve as any or all of these for us, may we regard it as precious to us.
 
Blessings,
Mike
 
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Eph 1:7 In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God's grace  NIV

Psalm 139:17-22The Message (MSG)

17-22 Your thoughts—how rare, how beautiful!
    God, I'll never comprehend them!
I couldn't even begin to count them—
    any more than I could count the sand of the sea.
Oh, let me rise in the morning and live always with you!
    And please, God, do away with wickedness for good!
And you murderers—out of here!—
    all the men and women who belittle you, God,
    infatuated with cheap god-imitations.
See how I hate those who hate you, God,
    see how I loathe all this godless arrogance;
I hate it with pure, unadulterated hatred.
    Your enemies are my enemies!

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