verses 1- 6
Oh, Lord you have searched me. You know my sitting down and my rising up; You understand my thought afar off. You comprehend my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways. For there is not a word on my tongue, but behold, O Lord, You know it altogether. You have hedged me behind and before, and laid Your hand upon me; such knowledge is too wonderful for me, to lofty for me to attain.
verses 7- 10
Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there Your hand will guide me, Your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me, even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
You, Lord, are omnicient, omnipresent, all-knowing and all-powerful. You are majestic in all your ways. You formed the world- the sea and earth and minute forms of life. You formed our bodies, soul and spirit. You, dear Father, know our hearts, our thoughts. You are always near. Who is like You, Lord? No one is like You…and so, we stand in awe of You, our Creator and Redeemer, the Beginning and the End! We love You for loving us enough to send Your only begotten Son to save this lost world from sin and death – on the cross, dying and from the tomb, resurrected! We cannot comprehend such love, Lord but we praise You for Your gift to us! Thank You for Your greatness, Your faithfulness and compassion toward us in these, the last days of this world as we know it. Thank You for Your gracious love to me and all those who open their hearts to You. We wait for Your glorious return. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
© October, 2012 Carol Castagna
God’ creation of the beauty of seasons has always impacted me: one night I wrote this poem that I would like to share with you…
NIGHT IN SPRING
I’m here Lord with You on this starlit night
Listening to the ocean roar
Watching white waves emerge, mammoth
Flowing, as it were, toward the sand, to sleep
I’m surrounded by Your greatness, Lord
This vast sea before me
The moon wanting only to remain in this moment
The wind caressing me gently…
In awe, I stand before you
Creator of heaven and earth!
carol castagna copyright 10/2012