Psalms 16:7-11 – NLT
7 I will bless the Lord who guides me;

even at night my heart instructs me.

8 I know the Lord is always with me.


I will not be shaken, for he is right beside me.


9 No wonder my heart is glad, and I rejoice.


My body rests in safety.


10 For you will not leave my soul among the dead


or allow your holy one to rot in the grave.


11 You will show me the way of life,


granting me the joy of your presence


and the pleasures of living with you forever.


This evening I was outside in the beautiful weather, spending some quiet reading the Book of Psalms in my Bible and spending some time in silent prayer.  While going through my routine of praying for the guidance and direction of God’s Will, I had a little friend drop in. Now I probably at one point would have dismissed this and shooed the little guy off my arm, but instead, I chose to sit there and watch him for a bit.

I watched quietly as he trudged about the forest that is my forearm, going up down and around the obstacles that met his path.

I decided to look at this as I was being spoken to. What message could I be getting from the little visitor who popped in as I was asking for guidance?  I continued to watch as he navigated and corrected his course.  He’d stop for a moment sit up, look around, and then carry onward.  He’d only stay for those brief moments to get his bearing and continue on.

I found it inspiring that even though he fell from the tree above me and landed in strange territory, he never gave up trying to make his way.

Though I thought his journey under those conditions was noble in its own right, he’d have a long time getting back to the tree.  I thought, sometimes we need that little help, that greater force to put us back on the right path.  The journey we have landed in might be a climb to nowhere, it might be obstacles we need to face before we can travel the right way to get to where we are going.  We need a more significant force sometimes to lift us up and put us on safer ground, which is what I did with my little visitor.

Pastor Steve