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Change in 2009

Change has come to our house in 2009. Here, I thought “Change” was just a buzzword carried over from last year. My hubby changed his sleeping habits, getting much more needed rest. I changed my hairstyle.

The change that came to my morning Bible study a few days ago surprised me. Another brother or sister in the Lord might give me the thumbs up, but an unbelieving soul may read this and get the hibby jibbys.

Somewhat awake, I grabbed my cup of coffee and proceeded to my perpetual calendar for the daily scripture as I gathered my Bible, notebook and study guide, Extraordinary Faith, written by Shelia Walsh. First, the calendar verse read:

“He who brings an offering of praise & thanksgiving honors and glorifies Me; and he who orders his way aright, who prepares the way that I may show him, to him I will demonstrate the salvation of God.” Ps. 50:23

A pensive type, I don’t usually utter a sound during my study time, but I desired to praise God with my best singing voice! I felt Him in the room with me. Then this happened: Sheila’s chapter assignment brought me to these verses: Ps. 89:1 and Lam 3: 22-23. Shelia asked: “What songs come to mind?”

Ps. 89:1: I will sing of your steadfast love, O LORD, forever; with my mouth I will proclaim your faithfulness to all generations. And so I sang:

I will sing of the mercies of the Lord forever,
I will sing, I will sing.
I will sing of the mercies of the Lord forever,
I will sing of the mercies of the Lord!

Lam 3: 22-23: Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning. Great is thy faithfulness! And so I sang:

Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father;
There is no shadow of turning with Thee;
Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not;
As Thou hast been, Thou forever will be.

And on and on I sang. I didn’t want to put Shelia Walsh’s cd on and listen to her beautiful voice, but I desired to sing and be with my Lord! I thank Him for visiting me and making His presence so real! I hope He liked my songs.

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