The LORD Rescues Me!

The mountain air is crisp this morning. It rained yesterday, so this morning is new and fresh. Oh my LORD, how I love You. How I thank You for rescuing me from myself. Thank you Father for making me pure, a feeling I cannot remember without You. Thank You for placing me in safety, and cleaning my life. Psalm 18, "I love You, O LORD, my strength. The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. I call to the LORD, who is worthy of praise, and I am saved from my enemies." I will sing His praises, because of what He has done for me. He saved me when I should have died. He saved me when I was guilty. He saved me, because He loved me when I was unlovable. Thank you my God.

"The cords of death entangled me; the torrents of destruction overwhelmed me. The cords of the grave coiled around me; the snares of death confronted me. In my distress I called to the LORD; I cried to my God for help. From His temple He heard my voice; my cry came before Him, into His ears." The only way that I enjoy remembering my former life, is by remembering how He has saved me. He makes my past okay, for He is the one who is shown glory in-spite of my past; through my past.

"He reached down from on high and took hold of me; He drew me out of deep waters. He rescued me from my powerful enemy, from my foes, who were too strong for me. They confronted me in the day of my disaster, but the LORD was my support. He brought me out into a spacious place; He rescued me because He delighted in me." He delighted in me when there was nothing in me to delight in. He is gracious. He is good.

"LORD, You have brought light to my life; my God, You light up my darkness... The LORD lives! Blessed be my rock! May the God of my salvation be exalted! You hold me safe... for this, O LORD, I will praise You among the nations; I will sing joyfully to Your name." What has the LORD saved you from? Where has He delivered you from your evil ones? It is truly sad that we must first be loved, before we love Him, but He understands this and takes the first step to love us. Christ died my death, so that I may live. He rescued me from my own evil desires. He placed me in a shelter, when I deserved to die in the desert. Thank you Father. I do not deserve Your love. Thank you...