A Watchmen waiting on the morning...

Out of the depths I cry to you, O Lord.

O Lord, hear my voice. Let your ears be attentive to my cry for mercy.

If you, Oh Lord, kept a record of sins, Oh Lord who could stand? But with you there is forgiveness therefore you are feared.

I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in his word I put my hope. My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than watchmen wait for the morning.

O Israel, put your hope in the Lord for with the Lord is unfailing love and with him is full redemption. He himself will redeem Israel for all their sins. Psalm 130

There is no doubt that the Lord hears the cries and prayers of his people, young and old. But sometimes his answers are not immediate. I really love the verse where the Psalmist is waiting for the Lord. This mental picture of the watchmen waiting on the morning is so vivid. If you have ever sat watch before on something through the night you know that the morning can’t come fast enough. The struggle to stay awake and watch is a mammoth one. Sleep would be so sweet, but yet not productive. With the same anticipation of the morning that the watchmen has, so should our waiting on the Lord be.

He hears us, He loves us, He wants and has the best for us. Yet sometimes we wait. But wait we will with anticipation of the glorious morning.

Blessings…