Day thirty-one: my encounter with Psalms 33 Pt. 1

A friend of mine and I are doing the "Bible in a year" plan together.

We chose to do this together for accountability purposes.

We read Psalm 33-35 today.

There is a verse in Psalms 33 that talks about Daddy understanding the actions of man because it Is He Who formed our hearts.

(Aha! Prayer point right there.)

I learnt that to know Daddy's heart is a means through which I can understand why He does the things He does.

Daddy loves me. This is His heart concerning me.

From this premise, I can believe my life is His and in His hands.

If so, then I can trust that so long as I abide in Him and I seek Him and His will daily, only good will come near my dwelling.

Not to say that trials will not come; but, I am assured that in all of these He loves me and as His Word says to me, those trials will work out for my good.

I have also learnt that dwelling on my knowledge of His heart means that I can trust His 'silence'.

Sometimes, it seems like Daddy Is far away although I may be seeking Him daily and living by His Spirit.

But, that isn't so.

My ability to trust His heart will help me understand His silence even if I sincerely need to hear Him speak on a matter immediately. His ways are always perfect and His time is always right.

Daddy loves me...and that alone Is enough.

Beloved, do you believe that Daddy loves you?

That is the only way by which you can trust Him.

Daddy does not 'love' like the world does.

HE IS LOVE, my friend.

"Lord, I believe in Your Love for me and I trust it above everything else."

Whenever you are ready to let Him into your heart, please feel free to reach out to me by email: sharinglifewithmag@gmail.com or by call or text message on the number: 0501376275.

God bless you.

Love,

Sharing Life.

You can search these Scriptures to build your faith:

Psalm 33: 15 (NLT version helps better)

John 15:13

John 3:16

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