‘In the day of my trouble I will call to You, for You will answer me.’ Psalm 86:7
Some days I feel like I am worthless. I get short on patience with my shortcomings, my troubles, my crazy situations. I begin thinking thoughts about how I am not at all who I think I should be. And there’s the problem…it’s all about me.
We all do this to some extent, some more than others. The truth of the matter is, we are created in God’s very own image. He purposed us to be like Him, in all the ways He has made us to be. But we tell ourselves we can never measure up to what anyone expects of us, let alone the all-powerful, mighty and great Lord God Jehovah. We blame it on Him, don’t we? Because if He hadn’t said we were made in His image, then we would not have to worry about meeting any standards of behavior, intellect, or personal character.
I have to remember that nothing is all about me. Everything is all about Him. He is the all-powerful, mighty and great Lord God Jehovah, and I will honor His holy name. He does not make mistakes. He does not make junk. He made me like Him for a good purpose, that I may have joy and love and peace and His presence forever. I will never be less than beautiful in His eyes. And I will never be able to say I have nothing, when I have His love, protection, and provision. I have Him.
We all are blessed beyond measure; we just don’t see it all the time. Some days we are up on the mountain, and on other days we are way down in the valley. But through it all, God is still God. He still sits on the throne. He still rules all of creation. He is still with us always.
When we are down, He will lift us up. As we cry out in anguish, He will comfort us. If we fail, fall down, or give up, He will encourage us to keep on trying. He does all we need Him to do, and He does it in love, with grace and mercy, and yes, even sometimes with forgiveness. For He is our God, and we are His people. He has made a covenant with us that He will never break. For that, we are blessed beyond every form of measure.
So let us pick ourselves up, holding on to His hand, and relying on His strength to pull us out of our despair, our fit of temper, our wayward thinking. He is the loving Father, who loves us no matter what. He is the only One who will help us out of the valley. He is Our Hope for rescue. Praise His holy name!
‘I lift up my eyes to the hills — where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.’ Psalm 121: 1-2