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Directions by Day

 

By day the Lord directs His love, at night His song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life. (Psalm 42:8)

          This is the verse of the day from the online Bible I use. It inspires a couple points of reflection. The first may be a moot point. Does “His love” refer to something God directs, or to someone? If he directs the thing of His love, it could be something as simple as causing it to rain (Yes, Lord – please!) That benefits everyone.

          If His love is the person that He loves, it could be something as simple as inspiring that someone to go water a neighbor’s plants. It could also involve leading someone in the direction necessary to find a prevention or treatment for cancer.

          His love can be either or both but what is our automatic thought on the question? I know I pray for the latter form, and I do expect it sometimes, but I suspect my automatic thoughts tend to be that what He directs is the former.

          That leads, more than likely, my song at night, my prayer to the God of my life.  More often than not, my song at night is lament over all that went wrong, and all that didn’t go right, and pleas for how desperately I need Him and want W.D.A. Sometimes, there are questions dealing with what in the world I’m supposed to do about my story or some other problem I’m facing.

          Those things aren’t bad. We’re supposed to take our problems, concerns, and selves to Him. But seen from the perspective of that God has accomplished, it might best be compared to throwing what He’s done in the trash and complaining about how poor a job He did. Not exactly music to His ears, I’m sure and therefore, something I need to work on.

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