If you asked me in my old age to tell you one thing about my life as it was today, I’d tell you that it was a day I remembered that chills had suggested back in January that I start building a habit of singing new songs to God.
As I revisited Psalm 33, where I had found the chills about singing new songs and becoming skilled at making music to You, I found some other new things:
- “No king is saved by the great size and power of his army; a mighty man is not delivered by much strength. A horse is devoid of value for victory; neither does he deliver any by his great power,” i.e., I’m not going to find salvation by having the whole Internet at my disposal, and it’s not the heaviest intellects that get God. So give it up.
- “Let Your mercy and loving-kindness, O Lord, be upon us, in proportion to our waiting and hoping for You”—uh oh, I haven’t been setting my hope on You, now, God, now have I? I felt a little ashamed.