Thank you for joining me for Weekend Worship. Sometimes I have no words. My heart is full, I feel guilty, yet drawn to God. He beckons me as His beloved. I find comfort in the Psalms, because it seems many of the Psalms express what I am feeling; they call out the words within me. It was through reading the Psalms that I found my voice. In the beginning it was the voice of lament like so many of the Psalms, later it became the voice of praise.
It began a journey into poetry for me which became my own dialogue with God. I developed this process of reading a Psalm, that was God’s word to me, He began the conversation. Then as I meditated on His words in the Psalm, my own voice emerged and I “wrote back”. Today I am sharing one of those conversations with you; you can read God’s Word to me in Psalm 2, from your Bible, then below is what poured forth from my own heart to God.
Guilty Yet Drawn
Why do the heathen rage; imaginations full of vanity?
Why do I rage; meditations full of foolishness?
The kings and rulers are set against God-
Is it only them? I stand guilty.
Guilty in opposing God’s Way;
Guilty in opposing His choices for me,
Guilty in opposing His sovereignty.
Yet, His mercy protects me, draws me,
I do not exhaust His lovingkindness.
Jesus stands on Mt. Zion,
Not to condemn; but to heal,
To impart joy, acceptance, redemption.
Nought will He withhold.
Oh my soul, receive instruction,
Forsake foolish illusions of control;
Flee to the Son; rest in His embrace.
Fear no punishment-no rebuke
Yet tremble in His Presence.
Tremble at the knowledge
Of who He is; of who you are;
Beckoned and Beloved.
There is no fear in His love.
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