A few of my friends have been posting Psalm 18 on their journals because it's reflecting their relationship to God and their life in some way. I shall now join that posse...I won't post the psalm by verse. Instead, I kinda rewrote it in my own words (with a few verses here and there), as they came out of the depths of my heart to God when I read Psalm 18.
I love You Lord, my strength.
My God saw my need from afar and thundered down from His throne in the heavens in His haste to reach me.
For deep waters were threatening to devour me. My spirit was growing dimmer by the hour. Night was coming.
Then my God reached down from on high and took hold of me.
He rescued me from the snares of death.
He freed me from the cords of the grave.
He brought me into a spacious place. My world changed in a flash. I was surrounded by light and air. Joy and hope filled my soul.
He rescued me because He loved me. He has beat back all my foes.
The LORD lives! Praise be to my Rock! Exalted be God my Savior! For who is God besides the Lord? And who is the Rock except our God?
My life and my spirit literally did a 180 on Tuesday night. It was the first time I had ever tangibly felt such a rescue by God. And the day after, Wednesday, I learned that people I knew in CMDA were praying for me, Pastor Joe from Scranton (I got an email from him), my parents, a couple of other friends...That phone call from my Mom on Tuesday night was completely out of the blue and out of character for her. And ever since Tuesday night, the difference has blown me away...it really is as if I were living in a completely differently world. Though my body stands on this earth, limited by gravity, my spirit is soaring above the clouds, frolicking in the sunlight.
Since I cannot repay God back, I must pay it forward. I've made a vow to Him. Joyfully, gladly and willingly made a personal vow in response to His love and grace.
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