Psalm 100

We now return to your regular programming…

Or, well, the supposed Psalm for today, anyway. I’m aware that we have quite the backlog of Psalms, but I’m hopping back in here and today, with the Psalm for today.

And in case you were wondering, I think the train of thought here is that I started January 1 with Psalm 1, up until Psalm 31 for January 31. I went back to Psalm 1 for February 1, but when it came to the start of March, instead of going back to Psalm 1 again, I kept on going. Just explaining this in case you were wondering why I’m going for Psalm 100 today instead of Psalm 131.

And in case you cared, well, I’ve been in a slump these past weeks. I don’t know, I haven’t had the same drive I had at the beginning of the year – I mean, there’s no shortage of things that have to be done, but for some reason even working out and even this, writing, isn’t as ‘appealing’ as it used to be. I’ve been watching more YouTube, playing more Shogun.

What’s more is that I know none of this is right but it’s like I’m just wanting to relax. To rest. To sleep. To slack. I’ve been eating at the dirtiest level so far since 8 years ago when I actually had some sort of discipline… and I’ve been dragging down from 70-80k steps to now, what, 49k steps a week as of last week. It’s not looking so good but… well, the show absolutely must go on.

If for no one else, for my mom. My cousin. My household. The people who I work with in the company we started. The people who care enough to listen to me every Sunday.

And I’ll keep saying it, even if I’m not feeling it – it’s all for the unity of His Body, the expansion of His Kingdom, and the glory of His Name. Amen.

Thank You, Lord, for the reading of Your Word.

A Song of Praise for the LORD’s Faithfulness to His People

A Psalm of Thanksgiving.

1 Make a joyful shout to the LORD, all you lands!

2 Serve the LORD with gladness; Come before His presence with singing.

3 Know that the LORD, He is God; It is He who has made us, and not we ourselves; We are His people and the sheep of His pasture.

4 Enter into His gates with thanksgiving, And into His courts with praise. Be thankful to Him, and bless His name.

5 For the LORD is good; His mercy is everlasting, And His truth endures to all generations.

First of all, I suppose I’m thankful today’s reading is just a cool five verses long.

Second, well, nice. I’m reminded to continue to give thanks, for the faithfulness of the Creator, God of all things seen and unseen… I’m thankful that even during this time, my Father is faithful. Yes, and amen.

Indeed, He is God. He is the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. He is the God of Israel, the God above all things, just as Creator is infinitely superior to all creation. The highest of our wisdom, thoughts, theories, meditations and perspectives come nowhere near His ‘foolishness’. The greatest of our efforts and the most strategic of our decisions are inferior to His ways.

All this is from His Word. The Bible. 66 books, divided into Old and New Testament. The Statement of Faith at our church shares the following: The conservative probability of just eight key Messianic prophecies being fulfilled by chance in one person has been calculated to happen approximately once in 10¹⁷ (one in 100 quadrillion) iterations — an improbability that vividly underscores divine inspiration and authority (refer to Peter W. Stoner; Isaiah 46:9–10; 2 Peter 1:20–21)

This improbability tells me that this is not a mere set of words put together. It’s not just any other book. Nor is it a super-elaborate collection of text put together to fulfill the highest of desires that man could ever dream of within his imagination. It’s not just the best book. No, considering that Christ fulfilled eight, and so much more Messianic prophecies tells me that Christ not only added sophistication, but LIFE into the Scripture, just as He added this Scripture into our lives.

God is who He says He is, and the Scripture, the Bible is not mere proof but itself a guide to Christ, who Himself is the Way to the Father. The Bible points to Christ, Christ points to the Word. Christ reconciles us to the Father, and now we have His Spirit alive in us. He is with us, and we are with Him.

See, I could just keep going here, man. And I suppose my concern right now is more about how I want more of the Scripture, more of Christ, more of the Father seen in all that’s happening… because as things are now, I still dare to feel so lackadaisical. I still dare to slack off when I know this sort of news, these sorts of words should spur me into action.

Perhaps it’s because I’m going through an operation of sorts. A transition.

Perhaps all that’s going on is less of a kick to the nuts more than it is a slap to the back of my head to get back on my feet. And, trust me, I’ve been trying.

Even at home, I look at everything around me and I know things have to change, but I don’t lift a finger to act. I know what has to be done, but I gravitate more to just doomscrolling and playing games.

Whatever it is, I suppose I should take some advice from my own words, from a more fortunate past – where I kept reminding myself to flow. To trust God. To thank God.

I don’t know if any or all of this is a cry for help. But one thing’s for sure – my trust is still and will always be in the Lord.

He is good. His mercy is everlasting. His truth endures to all generations.

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