Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Good Morning

Today is a watershed moment. Today is a day that will live not in infamy, but definitely somewhere like it. Today I have survived 22 years of life and I’m still going strong. How do I do it, you ask? Clean living? Most definitely. Keeping on my toes, moving fast, staying afloat? Well, I certainly try to be nimble, anyway.

The answer, however, is most probably God.

Not that I’ve been faced with hungry lions or bloodthirsty Philistine giants, or even trials and tribulations of many kinds. But despair can be a thirsty little lion sometimes, hatred can tower bloodthirstily over a person, and sometimes loneliness can be the most terrible trial of all.

I am, however, exceptionally well-equipped to deal with life’s little messes. Let me introduce you to my arsenal: my first weapon of defense is logic; my next is endurance; perhaps third is humor; fourth, maybe, is a talk with a good friend; and finally an entire array of diversions (laptop, ipod, books—not, you’ll note, a kindle—sports, games) at my disposal.

But then they fail me—daily, inexplicably, unquestionably, inevitably—they fail me, and the Lord sustains me. The Lord sustains me—daily, inexplicably, unquestionably, inevitably—he sustains me. I lay down and slept, Psalm 3 says, and the Lord sustained me.

And so, my voice you shall hear in the morning, O Lord; in the morning I will direct it to you, and I will look up.

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