1 Listen, you heavens, and I will speak; hear, you earth, the words of my mouth. 2 Let my teaching fall like rain and my words descend like dew, like showers on new grass, like abundant rain on tender plants.
Dear Lord, please help me to recieve Your word, Your teachings, openly. You send Your words “like dew” which is so beautiful in the morning, which refreshes the world and nourishes the grass and flowers. Please help me to turn to You for that same nourishment for my life.
3 I will proclaim the name of the Lord. Oh, praise the greatness of our God! 4 He is the Rock, his works are perfect, and all his ways are just. A faithful God who does no wrong, upright and just is he. 5 They are corrupt and not his children; to their shame they are a warped and crooked generation.
Dear Lord, please help me to remember that Your laws are always just, and that any turning from Your good word is to the shame of man, not due to some flaw in Your perfect design. Help me to look beyond myself when I want to twist Your good and just laws to fit my shameful human desires, so that my desire is to be more like You.
6 Is this the way you repay the Lord, you foolish and unwise people? Is he not your Father, your Creator,who made you and formed you? 7 Remember the days of old; consider the generations long past. Ask your father and he will tell you, your elders, and they will explain to you.
Dear Lord, thank You for “the days of old” and for “the generations long past,” as You have shown time and again throughout history that You are Love. Thank You also for my “elders” who are here in my times of questions and torubles. While I cannot and do not expect any human to have all the answers, I can and should look to those whom You have placed in my life as leaders, as mentors, as guides. Thank You for blessing me with so many wonderful people. I can see Your love through them, and know that You have blessed me greatly.
8 When the Most High gave the nations their inheritance, when he divided all mankind, he set up boundaries for the peoples according to the number of the sons of Israel.9 For the Lord’s portion is his people, Jacob his allotted inheritance. 10 In a desert land he found him, in a barren and howling waste. He shielded him and cared for him; he guarded him as the apple of his eye, 11 like an eagle that stirs up its nest and hovers over its young, that spreads its wings to catch them and carries them aloft. 12 The Lord alone led him; no foreign god was with him. 13 He made him ride on the heights of the land and fed him with the fruit of the fields. He nourished him with honey from the rock, and with oil from the flinty crag, 14 with curds and milk from herd and flock and with fattened lambs and goats, with choice rams of Bashan and the finest kernels of wheat. You drank the foaming blood of the grape.
Dear Lord, how amazing that while the human eye may see only the rock or the flinty crag, You have placed the bees and the olive trees to provide norusihment. Help me to remember that what I see is not necessarily the whole truth, and that You can provide where I cannot see any life. You have brought me to many rocks in my life, yet You have always sustained me through them, so that I can grow in my faith.