my strength

When I was young, my mother was a Sunday school teacher. She made an analogy that will stay with me forever. She held up a toothpick and a nail, the toothpick, she said, represents us, and she broke it in half. She held up the nail and tried to bend it, no luck. The nail represented God, she got out another toothpick and held it next to the nail, “with God by our side we are strong.”

When I was in school people would always ask me what I wanted to do with my life, I couldn’t just say, “I dunno,” so I threw out answers like a vet, reporter, or doctor. The truth is I never knew what I wanted to do, I always lived in the moment. I had no direction and no desire to have one, that is, until I found God.

When we are lost in the dark our eyes will naturally search out even the smallest amount of light, we will seek, and follow that light, it’s our instinct.

Now I have direction, for the first time in my life, and I pray that I’m doing what He wants.

I kind of stumbled across this verse, and I’ve heard it many times since then, but I just can’t get enough of it,

Psalms 19:14

May the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer