By now you know that the Message paraphrase is my current favorite Bible. Today I am posting the KJV in honor of CL who heads back to the West Coast next week and yes I could conceivably cry a river about that fact. I love having her on the East Coast even if we do not see each other often; it is simply nice to have her “home.”
Psalm 127 (King James Version)
Except the LORD build the house, they labour in vain that build it: except the LORD keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain.
It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.
Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.
As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth.
Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.
I woke up this morning with the 127th Psalm in my heart; it serves as the very reminder that I needed today and every day. My life is not my own! In the chaos that is life, it is easy to forget that this is not my life I am living, my life is not my own, I belong to God. My life is bigger than the pettiness that surrounds me, the backstabbing that seems ever present. If we are all allowing God to build our houses (lives) then it is understood that there is room in the Body of Christ for everyone’s gifts, talents, and ministries and not one of us stand above or beneath the others. The ground is level at the foot of the cross! I needed to say that, I needed to hear that, I needed to be reminded we do not pick our enemies, yet we do decide how we respond with God or without God.