5 My soul will be satisfied as with fat and rich food,
and my mouth will praise you with joyful lips,
6 when I remember you upon my bed,
and meditate on you in the watches of the night;
7 for you have been my help,
and in the shadow of your wings I will sing for joy.
8 My soul clings to you;
your right hand upholds me.
Psalm 63:5-8 ESV
Please join me with a cup of tea or your beverage of choice and muse with me for a few minutes. I have been reading through the Psalms and these verses jumped out of the page to me this week. I love it when a regular reading plan miraculously expresses my heart on that day, don’t you? It feels like the Spirit whispers the words of my soul when my mind cannot piece together a representative reflective sentence.
The last time I wrote an entry I was in the midst of painful waiting… relating to David’s words written in the wilderness at the beginning of Psalm 63.
O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you;
my soul thirsts for you;
my flesh faints for you,
as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
2 So I have looked upon you in the sanctuary,
beholding your power and glory.
3 Because your steadfast love is better than life,
my lips will praise you.
4 So I will bless you as long as I live;
in your name I will lift up my hands.
Psalm 63:1-4 ESV
Those words described my feelings and hopeful eyes focusing on God while waiting for news in the desert of uncertainty. But then, just like the wonder and color of Oz to Dorothy Gale from the black and white dusty tornado driven Kansas home – the news came that we had been granted indefinite leave to remain in the UK. God had taken me in the swirling storm to a place of rest. I still choke up when I watch that scene in the classic film when the house lands and suddenly there is no sound, and Dorothy holding Toto, her beloved dog, opens the door to see the color and wonder of Oz. Somehow, that is how I imagine heaven to be like. C.S. Lewis imagines heaven represented in several of his stories as a place of light, intense colors, tastes and touch. A place that is more real than what we experience here in this life, in what Lewis called the Shadowlands.
The granting of this kind of visa allows us to enjoy the next chapter of life, to root down deeper here in the Shire at our Pilgrims Rest. It means we are free to continue to strengthen relationships here and provide a place of refuge and retreat to other pilgrims. God carried me in His stable steadfast love while our future was up in there air – like Dorothy’s house. And now I can join David in his song of soul satisfaction. I enjoy the taste of food slowly and carefully prepared because we are staying. I praise Him afresh for His wondrous provision in politically uncertain times. I thank Him when I awake in the night remembering His help in this time of waiting.
I sing for joy in the shadow of your wings. My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me.
If you are struggling through the haze of a tornado wondering where your soul will land, I encourage you to seek Him, thirst for Him, look for His presence in the storm and trust in His steadfast love, praise Him with thankfulness for even the little things, and reach out to Him. You will find soul satisfaction for He is the only true source of anything good we can ever hope for in this life.
Stay in the shadow of His wings. Please share how I may pray for you if you are in the midst of a storm, or perhaps a praise if He has brought you to a place of peace. My kettle is always ready to boil to share a cup of tea with mama g.