How long can this go on? Psalms 90-92 now form a trilogy of comfort, what a happy part of the book.
We’re on the lyre, singing, of God’s love in the fresh bright morning and his faithfulness as night falls.
His great deeds, his profound thoughts.
Thinking about grass vs. trees. The evildoers do all look like they are winning… look at that crop of grass, what happened to the cedar and palm tree seeds we planted? The righteous? Where are they? Fast forward a decade or two… they say there used to be grass in the shade of these mighty trees – hard to imagine now!
Conclusion: the Lord is my rock and there is no wickedness in him: reliable and reliably good.
Can I translate this through my day? I was down and unproductive yesterday. A day in the life of a tree, worrying about the thriving grass. A grassy soul.
Begone! Hold boldly onto this positive boost to focus and give of your best. I pray it!