Daily Dose, June 23

A Prayer of David. Incline your ear, O Lord, and answer me, for I am poor and needy. Preserve my life, for I am devoted to you; save your servant who trusts in you. You are my God; be gracious to me, O Lord, for to you do I cry all day long. Gladden the soul of your servant, for to you, O Lord, I lift up my soul. For you, O Lord, are good and forgiving, abounding in steadfast love to all who call on you. Give ear, O Lord, to my prayer; listen to my cry of supplication. In the day of my trouble I call on you, for you will answer me. There is none like you among the gods, O Lord, nor are there any works like yours. All the nations you have made shall come and bow down before you, O Lord, and shall glorify your name. For you are great and do wondrous things; you alone are God. Teach me your way, O Lord, that I may walk in your truth; give me an undivided heart to revere your name. I give thanks to you, O Lord my God, with my whole heart, and I will glorify your name for ever. For great is your steadfast love towards me; you have delivered my soul from the depths of Sheol. O God, the insolent rise up against me; a band of ruffians seeks my life, and they do not set you before them. But you, O Lord, are a God merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness. Turn to me and be gracious to me; give your strength to your servant; save the child of your serving-maid. Show me a sign of your favour, so that those who hate me may see it and be put to shame, because you, Lord, have helped me and comforted me. (Psalm 84) I did not grow up going to church. I went occasionally with the elderly lady who allowed me to cut her grass and rake her leaves. The Ethridge family took me to the West End Baptist Church after Jimmy and I finished delivering the Sunday paper. But, church was the farthest thing from my mind ‘til the summer of 1972. It was love at first sight for me. The singing of hymns and the saying of prayers and the worship of God captured me immediately. I experienced the love and mercy of God. I found the guiding Spirit of God. So, the words of Psalm 84 hit the bullseye for me. I really would rather be an usher in the church vestibule than attend any Saturday evening party that leaves me too tired to be present in worship on Sunday. Come to God’s house and see the beauty and strength of God. Meet the God who welcomes the sparrow into the world of thanksgiving and praise. Worship is healing for weary bones and broken hearts and troubled minds. God is our shield and strength who gives good things to those who travel the path of goodness. Happy – Happy – Happy – Happy is everyone who trusts and worships God. Y’all come, -- Dr. Don Martin