Friday, April 30, 2010
Hmmmm....The smell of morning air in the spring. One of my favourite smells. I thank God for it, it is so wonderful!
Such a simple pleasure that we often take for granted...The sights, sounds, and smells around us, ever present...
Count your blessings, one by one...Today, I am reminded of this saying and I pause to really appreciate all that surrounds me. God is good and I can't help but think that if these moments...these simple pleasures are but a gift from Him, how much more being in His presence will be that much more wonderful!
Enjoy this Psalm today...Psalm 84
How lovely is your dwelling place, O LORD Almighty!
My soul yearns, even faints, for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.
Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young— a place near your altar,
O LORD Almighty, my King and my God.
Blessed are those who dwell in your house; they are ever praising you.
Blessed are those whose strength is in you, who have set their hearts on pilgrimage.
As they pass through the Valley of Baca, they make it a place of springs; the autumn rains also cover it with pools.
They go from strength to strength, till each appears before God in Zion.
Hear my prayer, O LORD God Almighty; listen to me, O God of Jacob.
Look upon our shield, O God; look with favor on your anointed one.
Better is one day in your courts than a thousand elsewhere; I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of the wicked.
For the LORD God is a sun and shield; the LORD bestows favor and honor; no good thing does he withhold from those whose walk is blameless.
O LORD Almighty, blessed is the man who trusts in you.
"Simple Pleasure" by Scott Milo www.scottmilo.com
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