It has been a hard week for me. Walking through painful stuff with people. Lots of trials, lots of hurt, lots of brokenness.
Because I just don’t know how to pray for people, especially in times like this, I often read through the Psalms before my time of prayer.
Sometimes I look to the Psalms to guide me, anchor me, teach me. This time I came looking for comfort . . . hoping for some Living Water to nourish my dry soul and weary heart.
To the Throne of Grace
And found this:
“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” (Psalm 147:3)
Simple little verse reminding me that God hears, His word is living and active, and renews our hope. I came expecting to hear from the LORD. Expecting like a daughter who needs comfort from her daddy, to be comforted by our Heavenly Father. Expecting to be heard, nourished, and led to still waters.
And He did. With a sweet little verse.
He binds up wounds.
Whether you come to God in delight or in despair, do you come expectantly?
“In the morning, LORD, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait expectantly. (Psalm 5:3)
*More on this little verse tomorrow . . .