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a home in God


There are places and times that make little to no sense. But you have to get through them.

Few answers make a lot of sense.  Yet there are people who have it all together.  Or maybe they look like they have it all together in the way that I judge. That couldn’t be farther from the truth.

Everyone is going through something.  It might be big or small.  It might be life changing or just a bump in the road.  Whatever it is, we all need to see God in the mix of what life brings our way.

Choices do make a difference.  Choices will allow us to see God, but some will keep us from seeing Him and how good He really is.

Read on and spend some time with God.  The writer of this Psalm says as it comes to a close “I’ve made the Lord God my home”. That is a powerful place.

Home.  It is a place of safety and comfort and where you can always go when no other place will do.

Read on.  Find your home in God.

Psalm 73 MSG
No doubt about it! God is good— good to good people, good to the good-hearted.  But I nearly missed it, missed seeing his goodness.  I was looking the other way, looking up to the people.  At the top, envying the wicked who have it made, Who have nothing to worry about, not a care in the whole wide world.
Pretentious with arrogance, they wear the latest fashions in violence, Pampered and overfed, decked out in silk bows of silliness. They jeer, using words to kill; they bully their way with words.  They’re full of hot air, loudmouths disturbing the peace.  People actually listen to them—can you believe it?  Like thirsty puppies, they lap up their words.
What’s going on here?  Is God out to lunch?  Nobody’s tending the store.  The wicked get by with everything; they have it made, piling up riches.  I’ve been stupid to play by the rules; what has it gotten me? A long run of bad luck, that’s what— a slap in the face every time I walk out the door.
If I’d have given in and talked like this, I would have betrayed your dear children.  Still, when I tried to figure it out, all I got was a splitting headache . . . Until I entered the sanctuary of God.  Then I saw the whole picture: The slippery road you’ve put them on, with a final crash in a ditch of delusions.  In the blink of an eye, disaster!  A blind curve in the dark, and—nightmare!  We wake up and rub our eyes. . . . Nothing.  There’s nothing to them.  And there never was.
When I was in bondage and bitter, totally consumed by envy, I was totally ignorant, a dumb ox in your very presence.  I’m still in your presence, but you’ve taken my hand.  You wisely and tenderly lead me, and then you bless me.
You’re all I want in heaven!  You’re all I want on earth!  When my skin sags and my bones get brittle, God is rock-firm and faithful.  Look! Those who left you are falling apart!  Deserters, they’ll never be heard from again.  But I’m in the very presence of God— oh, how refreshing it is!  I’ve made Lord God my home.  God, I’m telling the world what you do!

That is from The Message.  Might be good to read it in another translation.  Again, choose to make God your home.
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