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psalm 30

psalm 30

I don’t think I’ll ever stop fist-bumping David for the way he approaches God and sings prayers to the Lord.

As I’ve mentioned at least 29 times before, I just have to give a huge YES & AMEN to all that is said in this book of psalms.

I’m consistently reminded that God doesn’t desire empty words or phrases that seem pious and super-Christian. He just desires our heart. He desire to hear from His children, no matter how choppy, or dramatic, or full of feelings and heartache and joy and weirdness our words may be.

And here I am again, saying YES & AMEN to David and what he writes in the 30th psalm:

O Lord my God, I cried to you for help, and you have healed me.

Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning.

Hear, O Lord, and be merciful to me! O Lord, be my helper!
You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; you have loosed my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness, that my glory may sing your praise and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever!

No matter how many times I read the psalms, I’m always freshly encouraged by the pattern and themes found inside the words – that God’s people cry out (don’t just causally have a conversation with Him), that God hears His people and draws near to them, that He is their Helper and pulls them up from whatever pit they are in, that He brings joy, that weeping & mourning are okay.

Weeping may tarry, the valley may be deep, but the Lord your God hears His people – hears you – and will turn your mourning in to dancing. He will bring joy with the dawn.

I need that today. I need that everyday. I need to be reminded of and encouraged by the truth that my God is a God of goodness & redemption & healing for those that love Him and trust Him.

I need to know that He is merciful to me & will help me all the days of my life.

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Cliches: Part 2

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Another awesome phrase/cliche us younger Christian women like to throw out every now and then is: Dance with God and He will let the perfect man cut it.

First of all, I grew up Baptist, therefore I don’t dance. Sssooo, I’ll probably never get married.
(calm down, it’s a joke…)
Secondly, I’ve definitely pinned that quote typed in front of a mountain, or sunset, or field, or something along those lines. I’m as apt as the next person to lean in hard to cheesy, cutesy, feel-goody quotes that the internets provides.

Now, what’s wrong with this cliche? What’s wrong with picturing God as a loving Father dancing with His little girl then randomly letting some dude cut in during their favorite rendition of “Butterfly Kisses”?

Well, nothing is wrong with picturing God as a loving Father, because that’s what He is. What’s wrong is the end game of me not dancing with the Lord anymore. What’s wrong is envisioning God as a cosmic genie that if I just hang out with for a bit and give some select seasons of my life to, He’ll bring along Mr. Perfect to carry me through the rest of my life.

I’ve said it before and I’ll probably say it again: God is not a being I can manipulate into giving me whatever the heck I want.

Also, if I do meet a guy that I could see a marital future with, and he even thinks he’s cut God out of the picture…C YA homeboy. To stop “dancing” with God is a big no-no. A man cannot take the place of Jesus in my life.

I do, however, think it’s a great mindset to seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness (Matthew 6:33). So if that means dancing with God, then dance away! But don’t think you can two-step* into marriage by faking your way through a relationship with Christ.

Love Jesus for the sake of Jesus.

*if you ever want to see some legit two-stepping, invite my parents over for a dance party. Seriously.

To see Triangle Sally tearing it up on “The Worst of Soul Train,” click here!

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