"For He has delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, and my feet from falling."
Last night before I went to sleep, the crazy notion entered my brain to read my Bible. I saw it sitting there on the dresser, and thought that maybe for once, instead of reading a novel or my baby names book before I go to bed, I ought to read the Word of God.
I'm sure that most of you reading this, being the excellent and super-amazing Christians that you are, read your Bible every day anyway. But I will be honest and say that I don't.
At one time, I did. Back when I was single, going to school, and had very few responsibilities. I read it then. I read it a lot then. And now I am so glad I did, because it is all still there in my heart, and the Holy Spirit reminds me of what I've learned and what I've read, and it feeds me. It was feasting time then; now it is famine.
For these days, these crazy days of screaming children and messes, bills, dirty dishes, and dirtier diapers, these days it is rare to have enough time to even settle my mind enough to have a "quiet time" with God.
These days, I live on His grace and His goodness. And I have found that He meets me right where I am.
In the same way that my husband and I now have to schedule an actual date night, and take the few minute snatches of time to talk and reconnect instead of spending hours and hours together every day, I have found my brief meetings and dates with God to be so much more special and meaningful now than ever before.
So last night, when I read this verse, I knew He was speaking to me. He was telling me that He has me.
There is an anguish of the soul that can feel like death, but I need not fear it. He has delivered me from it.
And all those tears I have cried feeling like I can never be enough or do enough, that I am a failure? He has delivered me from those as well.
All the times I stumble and fall, when I mess up and I cringe because I did the wrong thing again? He's got it covered.
Yes, I live in His grace--and His grace is sufficient.