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Have you ever awakened with a heavy heart? Did you stay in that mood all day long? I can’t lie and say that I haven’t because I have done so for one reason or another.
Typically you will find me in a dress everyday. That’s just my style. Well, I opted to put on sweat clothes and call it a day. That was 5:30 this morning. As tired as I was, I knew that dressing to fit my current mood would likely keep me down so I changed clothes.
Click. “There’s no place like home.”
Don’t get me wrong. There’s nothing wrong with sweats. I just knew that I could not allow my unforeseen emotions to take me out of character. While my outer clothes do not define me, they do help in a sense because it’s cold and I wanted to be warm and cozy. Yet I changed because I have a long day ahead of me. Being too warm makes me lazy!
I digress.
Click. “There’s no place like home.”
The most important thing I could have adorned myself with this morning was a garment of praise. With that said I placed it on…….
Click. “There’s no place like home.”
The devil is a liar. He was not about to steal my joy. I choose this day to praise God no matter how I woke up feeling. I began to lift up my voice, stir up my spirit thinking on the goodness of the Lord.
While I have enjoyed watching the classic movie The Wizard of Oz over the years, I do not need to “click my heels” together to go back home. God lives within me and in Him I can have peace and restored joy. If anything, I go to my knees in prayer.
I opened up my Bible and began to read Psalm 84. How my heart rejoiced as a smile came across my face with such delight! The passages of scripture lifted me even more.
Let us read together….
The Blessedness of Dwelling in the House of God
How lovely is Your tabernacle, O Lord of hosts! My soul longs, yes, even faints For the courts of the Lord; My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God. Even the sparrow has found a home, And the swallow a nest for herself, Where she may lay her young— Even Your altars, O Lord of hosts, My King and my God. Blessed are those who dwell in Your house; They will still be praising You. Selah Blessed is the man whose strength is in You, Whose heart is set on pilgrimage. As they pass through the Valley of Baca, They make it a spring; The rain also covers it with pools. They go from strength to strength; Each one appears before God in Zion. O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer; Give ear, O God of Jacob! Selah O God, behold our shield, And look upon the face of Your anointed. For a day in Your courts is better than a thousand. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God Than dwell in the tents of wickedness. For the Lord God is a sun and shield; The Lord will give grace and glory; No good thing will He withhold From those who walk uprightly. O Lord of hosts, Blessed is the man who trusts in You! (Psalms 84:1-12 NKJV)
There truly no place like Home when God is present with you. Today I encourage you to take heart and dwell in the blessed presence of the Lord our God. In Him we are welcomed in,comforted, fill with a feast of thanksgiving from the Holy Word and graced in abundance with the pouring of the Spirit.
Fill us Lord until our cup runneth over. Let Your love and presence cover us as a sweet-smelling fragrance as we sing praises to You! Blessed be Your name in all the earth.
Satisfy us in the morning with Your faithful love so that we may shout with joy and be glad all our days. (Psalms 90:14 HCSB)
Living Simply In Abundance 
You are amazing and beautiful, my friend, inside and out. So blessed by you and proud to walk through life with you though we are miles apart.
Maryyyyy! (smiling)
What a delight to hear from you my sweet! Your kind and encouraging words are felt from miles away. I am blessed to know you and to be connected in such a way that I see growth as we both take this journey with the Lord. Keep being beautiful inside an out. Your honest truths and inspirations are like Chicken Noodle Soup for the soul. May many be touched by your walk and testimony. Hugs, love and blessings to you!
Psalm 84 is becoming my favorite psalm. I love the line, “Blessed is the man whose strength is in You, Whose heart is set on pilgrimage.” That word “pilgrimage” caught my eye the first time I read this psalm. I’m going to write a post or two about.it. I love meditating on the truth that wherever I am, whatever I am doing, I can dwell in the tabernacle of the Lord. I can eat there, sleep there, dream there, work there, play there, pray there, walk there, talk there, anything I do, I can do it in the tabernacle of the Lord. That is awesome. Thank you for sharing. And you are RIGHT. There is NO PLACE line home — in the tabernacle of our Awesome ever-present God.
Amen!!! You are so right when it comes to the word “pilgrimage”, Steven. Also, I love how you allowed my thoughts to travel on when and where and what we are doing when we meditate in His tabernacle. Wonderful addition. Thank you! I look forward to reading your articles about the topic mentioned. Psalms 84 draws me in deeply. Glad it’s done the same for you. Blessings to you my friend. It’s good to hear from you as always….
I’m praying about and thinking about that post now. Thank you as always for your encouragement.
Thank you my sister for the words of encouragement and inspiration. Don’t you love how no matter what mood you may find yourself in, when you read the Word of God, it renews and lifts your spirit. One word will change your life. #But God
God bless you!
Amen sister! You are most welcome!It’s always a delight to hear from you. 🙂
Amen! Thanks. Airways a delight to hear from you too my sister. Blessings!
Amen! Thank you. Always a delight to hear from you too my sister. Blessings!
Oh my Terra, what a breath of fresh air. No place like home. This definitely is a conversation piece for me. Home, the peace within that says, no matter the storm, my God is a protector. No matter the pain, my God is a healer, no matter the circumstances my God is a supplier, no matter the situation my God is near. If He resides in our heart then we are at home. Wherever you are so is He. No matter how we are feeling, we have a choice to rejoice or be rained on. To pout, or to praise Him, to tear down or to be thankful. I love your garment of Praise! Thank you for sharing a piece with me.
May your blog be blessed in the abundance of Christ. You’re the head and not the tail. I love your soft spoken spirit, but your heart that beats loudly for all to hear the praises of Psalms from the daughter of a King who gives what she has……encouragement for the weary. I’m truly blessed to cross paths with you. Inspiring those who feel alone.
Rejoice,
Shenine