Journal Ps 126-127 (all references are from the ESV; changes in punctuation are mine)

 

Scripture:   “When the Lord restored the fortunes of Zion we were like those who dream.

 

Then our mouth was filled with laughter and our tongue with shouts of joy; then they said among the nations: “The Lord has done great things for them!”

 

The Lord HAS done great things for us—we are glad.

 

Restore our fortunes O Lord, like streams in the Negeb!  Those who sow in tears shall reap with shouts of joy!  He who goes out weeping, bearing the seed for sowing, shall come home with shouts of joy bringing his sheaves with him.” Ps 126

 

Observation:    What is it about dreamers that make dreams seem so real and attainable?  Come and climb the Mount of the Lord with me—come see He who takes away the sin of the world.

 

Application:  There has always been a part of me that is a dreamer.  How else can I look beyond this world?  How else can I imagine something different?

 

When I read the testimony of God (the Bible) I have two ways I can see it: Dry and difficult or pulsating with life and wonder.  Sometimes it is a bit of both at times.  But I remember that He says of His own Word that it is living and active.  It is sharper than a two edged sword.  It is able of big cuts and micro surgery.  It is active in my life and my spirit.  And nothing can stand in opposition or can hide from it.  (Heb 4:12-13)

 

What Jesus has planned for this world should make my jaw drop in astonishment every time I read or ponder.  And the plan IS the Gospel.

 

I look around and I am struck with wonder.  I marvel at what He has done, will do, and is doing.  And then I realize that all of it is the Gospel.

 

Just like the Psalmist I rejoice with laughter, shouting, joyful singing, and encouragement—spoken encouragement not only to each other but in adoration and praise to the Most High!

 

I cry and weep; He tenderly captures each of my tears—not a one is lost to His careful collection.  He reminds me that He promises to wipe each tear away.  My tears sow for the promise to come.

 

How glorious, how wonderful, is His tender love for me—someone forever undeserving.  May His Name be glorified forever.

 

Prayer:    Father, allow me, make me see in Your Eternal Hand in this admittedly non-eternal world.  I want to see through the eyes of my heart, like one who has the blinders lifted, curtains drawn back—struck with dumbfounded awe at what You do.  And then allow me to be however briefly a part of the throng of Heaven, rejoicing, dancing, shouting, and all those undignified expressions that will explode from my heart.  AMEN.