Daily Devotion Psa 119:77

March 7, 2006

Psa 119:77 KJV  Let thy tender mercies come unto me, that I may live: for thy law is my delight.

“Oh, Lord, my strength is too small.  It is not even within me to come to You, for I am a weak and unworthy servant.  This is why in Your tender mercies You have come to me; You journeyed to me because You knew that I couldn’t journey to You.”

“You knew I was so near death in my iniquity; You knew my weakness and my fault. Yet I remember that day when unexpectedly You manifested Yourself in my sight.  I was on my wondering way, searching for answers where they were no answers, searching for love in pools of indifference.  They had closed the book on me and life escaped me.  From Your lofty place You saw me, You saw me not as one who was wrong but as one who was lost.  At that very moment, in Your tender mercies the decree came out, ‘that he may live’. “As a bridegroom coming out of His chamber, that  rejoiceth to run a race” (Psa 19:5)You mounted Your white horse and You came to me in the desert place of my desolation and You desired to take away my shame and make me a bride.”

“You daily nursed me with your Word and brought me back to life; Your tender mercies caressed my heart; You made me feel hope again.  The milk and honey from under your tongue (SOS 4:11) dropped in me as nourishment to one who was ready to die. Your very own blood replaced the life that I had lost (Lev 17:11)”

“How could your law not be my delight?  How could anything else pretend to bring joy and satisfaction to my rescued heart? Thank You (could these earthly words even dare to express my gratitude?) for coming to me, loving me, taking me into you heart, for making the journey towards me when I couldn’t come to You!”

Eze 16:4-6 KJV  And as for thy nativity, in the day thou wast born thy navel was not cut, neither wast thou washed in water to supple thee; thou wast not salted at all, nor swaddled at all.  (5)  None eye pitied thee, to do any of these unto thee, to have compassion upon thee; but thou wast cast out in the open field, to the lothing of thy person, in the day that thou wast born.  (6)  And when I passed by thee, and saw thee polluted in thine own blood, I said unto thee when thou wast in thy blood, Live; yea, I said unto thee when thou wast in thy blood, Live.