BEING CARRIED
Today's reading: Psalm 66-68

"Praise the Lord; praise God our Savior! For each day he carries us in his arms." Psalm 68:19 NLT

I don't consider myself a complainer, but this morning I have to admit, I'm tired.

I don't seem to have the 'want to'.

I cannot seem to muster the desire to get up and go.

I am not feeling like rising and shining for anyone, much less the Lord.

I am too tired to give Him my all today.

I'm not looking forward to being a light in a dark world, salt in a tasteless society or a voice crying out in unhearing place.

I don't even want to eat healthily and I most certainly didn't want to spend the time I spent on that satan-sent elliptical.

There, I've said it.

But praise God. Praise my wonderful, all knowing God, who sends verses like the one this morning.

It's not my strength I go in today. It's not my muscles I stretch. It's not my words. It's not out of my love I give. It's not on my own power I go out into the world. It's not for temporal purposes I go out and smile and speak and shine.

He carries me.

In His strong, never tiring arms, He carries me.

Watch out world, I'm coming at you--thanks to the power and might of my God!