I THOUGHT
Today's reading: Psalm 72-74
"Then one day I went into your sanctuary, O God, and I thought about the destiny of the wicked." Psalm 73:17 NLT
I'll admit that upon reading this verse, my mind stopped about three-quarters of the way through it...
'Then one day I went into your sanctuary, O God, and I thought...'
That's where my focus ended.
That's where my attention took a swerve.
That's where I believe God spoke to me.
You see, when I go into His house--the one where I worship with other believers AND the one where I pause for the morning in my prayer chair--I seldom, if ever, just think.
I praise.
I confess.
I ask.
Then I ask some more.
Then I ask for even more than that.
I never just think.
Ponder.
Reflect.
Meditate.
Sadly, even in the presence of God, I don't stop.
I don't stop considering the circumstances around me.
Or the needs I want to see met.
Or the many, many ways I fall short of honoring Him.
I sure don't think about the wicked and their destinies and how I might be a part of their detour.
I want to begin simply being in His presence, thinking about Who it is I'm sitting before, considering deeply the privilege and the power of the throne where I'm bowed low.