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.