I am in the beginning stages of writing my new book. I know the topic, the basic outline, and thought I knew the book in the Bible I wanted to use. I had it down to two. I then decided to pray over the ideas I had swirling in my head, and God rejected both of my ideas. He said Psalms.
Really? Psalms? It’s one of the largest books in the Bible. OK, God. One particular Psalm?
No, all of Psalms.
Le sigh.
I have learned that God expects so much more out of us than we do. I think He wants to push us to our limits, so when get to the edge of the cliff, we have no other choice but to trust Him.
The topic of the book is being a mess. It is something I relate to very well and often look up to God and wonder, how do you still love me? Have I done enough yet to make you think twice? Remember, God, that thing I promised I wouldn’t do but did, how can you still trust me? When will my lovability rub off and run dry?
His answer? Never.
I am on a journey to discover how I can embrace this. How we can embrace this. And you know what? God is right. Psalms is a great place to land when it comes to our messes.
Did you know Spurgeon said out of 219 quotes from the Old Testament cited in the New Testament, 116 are from Psalms?!
OK, God. I am trusting you. I can’t out-dream you. I am the one who trips and fails-not you. To Him I give my mess, to Him I give my words, and to Him I give my hope.
To Him be the glory.