The LORD lives! Blessed be my Rock! Let the God of my salvation be exalted.

It is God who avenges me, And subdues the peoples under me; He delivers me from my enemies. You also lift me up above those who rise against me; You have delivered me from the violent man.

Therefore I will give thanks to You, O LORD, among the Gentiles, And sing praises to Your name. Great deliverance He gives to His king, And shows mercy to His anointed, To David and his descendants forevermore.

A fitting way to end every prayer. David began with praise, he ends in like manner. What a lesson for me if I could only sear the habit of beginning my day and ending it with praise. Or those sleepless periods of the night. What an opportunity to praise my LORD rather than fuss about the bills or what I need to do tomorrow.

Now here's a lesson. I had convinced myself that these stewings and fussings are a productive use of my sleepless periods. No, they are part of Satan's bag of tricks to distract me from my true task. To devote that time to praising the LORD. It's beginning to soak in, my sole purpose, my raison d'être for being is to be an agent of the glorification of the LORD.

He is to be glorified in all things. I am one, one very small and insignificant part of the 'all things' universe.

Reading

Morning Psalm 113, Noon Psalm 119:49-56, Evening Psalm 53