I said to the Lord, “You are my Master! Every good thing I have comes from you.” (Psalm 16:2, NLT)
We are surrounded by gifts. Breath. Light. Embrace. Music. Laughter. Even pain and suffering. I realize my suffering cannot compare with what some have endured. But for me, those times when I struggled in the dark or when I was close to death became times when I eventually experienced a greater depth of God’s love.
The Psalmist rejoices in God as His provider and even trusts his body in the grave to God’s faithful love. Years ago, I felt God’s absence in a tangible way. I felt like I was falling into a hole of darkness. These words of the Psalmist became a prayer on my lips and a hope that I was not forsaken.
“No wonder my heart is glad, and I rejoice. My body rests in safety. For you will not leave my soul among the dead or allow your holy one* to rot in the grave. You will show me the way of life, granting me the joy of your presence and the pleasures of living with you forever” (Psalm 16:9–11, NLT)
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