Musing on memorizing a scripture that even a saturated brain can grasp.
I saw a friend yesterday.
She’s a beautiful dark-skinned woman whose personality is three times the size of mine.
And she’s filled with God. No, I’ll be more specific.
She’s filled with Jesus.
That’s why I love it when she stops by…even if I’m frantically running around, once I stop and talk with her I get filled.
Yesterday she was talking about her struggles. And I was talking about my battles and she started quoting scripture.
Long beautiful passages, in her beautiful southern, deep voice.
See, I believe there’s power in speaking God’s word.
Problem is my brain just can’t remember things now, no matter how hard I try. I write stuff on cards..I make it a goal to have a really good one memorized in a week, which turns into two…
I just end up writing it down on a card day after day. My brain is flippn waterlogged.
But I found a verse that’s short, to the point that I’ve memorized and whip out in just about every situation.
“I love you, O Lord, my strength.” Psalm 18:1.
When the kitchen is a wreck and I’m behind in everything in life.
“I love you, O Lord, my strength.”
When I need to get the cats to the vet in 10 minutes and they are no where to be seen.
“I love you, O Lord, my strength.”
When I have to hear of another man who sends women, who aren’t their wives, pictures of certain body appendages (and I’m not talking noses) or
of men who father untold children by women who aren’t wearing their wedding band (Men here’s a PSA — to most women this makes you look weird and extremely pathetic.)
“I love you, O Lord, my strength.
When my children do odd, infuriating, unbelievable things, I have no earthly idea the best way to encourage, discipline, calm, bandage.
“I love you, O Lord, me strength.”
I don’t have the strength. But God does. He’ll fill me with wisdom and power and even … dare I say it…peace.
What to you murmur under your breath when human capacity fails?
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