"How precious
also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should
count them, they would be more in number than the sand; When I awake, I am
still with You." (Psalm 139:17-18 NKJ)
I've counted
blessings before. There is even a hymn that exhorts me to count them. I've
never counted my thoughts about God though. And I'm not aware of any hymn
urging me to count my them. There is a Scripture, however, that encourages me
to do so . . . "Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart
Be acceptable in Your sight, O LORD, my strength and my Redeemer" (Psalm
19:14 NKJ).
My days are spent
thinking about God. It is the nature of my pastoral responsibility and work.
Yet, as I consider this beautiful Psalm -- the Word of God, -- I realize that
it is a praise Psalm. Praise to God because he searches my heart and knows me.
Praise to God because he knows more about me than I know myself.
Praise to God for his "thoughts of
me!" The number of his thoughts about me are like the sand and range
beyond my ability to track. Such concern for my well-being is so precious to
me. The real issue isn't how much I think about God, but how much he thinks
about me.
When I sit down he's
thinking. When I stand and move about, he's thinking. When I come in and go
out, he's thinking. When I ascend to the heights of joy and heavenly thrill,
he's thinking. When I sink to the hell of depression and anguish, he's
thinking. When I'm flying high with the eagles, he's thinking. And when I'm
drowning in the sea of despair, he hasn't forgotten me.
When I'm sleeping,
he's with me and when I awake, I am still with him. I am so glad that he never
leaves me nor forsakes me! Praise his name forever!
Dear Father, thank
you for thinking of me. Empower me to keep my thoughts fixed on you. I pray
this in the name of Jesus. AMEN
Praise God today
because he's thinking of you.
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