Thy Comforts Delight My Soul

This morning I saw God again.  Call it His fingerprints, or footsteps, or voice, or whatever.  I'm quite certain it was Him.

I was just reading along in my Bible, trying to stay focused on what was there.  And this was there.

"In the multitude of my thoughts within me thy comforts delight my soul" (Psalm 94:19).

The multitude of my thoughts within me.  That applied.  These days it sometimes feels like a ping pong match where the rule for one ball at a time has been misplaced.

So I noticed it.  The verse.  Verses That Apply do that to you.  Make themselves noticed.

And I went on to the end of the verse.  And felt thankful.  Thy comforts delight my soul.  What do His comforts look like?  I thought of a few.

But it was time to hop in my car and go for a happy outing...breakfast with friends.  (Have I mentioned what a Happy Thing my very own little car is?)

And that's when the comforts began to roll.

I turned on my CD...and a blast of "Hallelujah Chorus" met me (yes, a blast, because there are certain songs that need to be played on blast) .  Big and Full and Grand.  I had to sing along (Big and Full and Kind-of-Grand)...whichever part felt like the most funnest at the moment.  (You do know that a car is the best sing-along venue, don't you?  I just try not to have my mouth wide open when I meet other vehicles...other than that, anything goes.)

I rounded a bend in the road...and came upon the river in the morning.  Little bits of almost-mist still hovering, nary a ripple, reflections.

It was along about then that the Verse That Applied came back to me.  And I began to get Beauty Tears and Glory Shivers at the combo of it all.  Whispering and shouting through the multitude of my thoughts within me, Thy comforts delight my soul.

By now my Comfort Sensor was on full alert. A brilliant orange branch here.  That high soprano G.  A whole bush of multi-coloured leaves Just Starting.  King of kings and Lords of lords.  Cresting a hill to layers of varying-haze ridges going on and on in the distance.  And He shall reign for ever and ever and ever and ever.

At dusk, He sent another shipment.  A piece of leftover sunshine gave enough light for a brilliant, high-arching rainbow over the backyard.  The sky was grand, and something about the lighting made the grass a double green and the corn field a perfect autumn-corn-field colour.  I hugged the wall under the eaves to stay dry enough to stand and worship.  Thy comforts delight my soul.

Hallelujah!