Just a little left over business from the last post
from the Old Psalter,
"The gernyng of my hert that spekes til god,
and he anely heres:
saide till 'til the my face,'
that es my presence soght the
and na nother thing.
And fra now I sal seke thi face lastandly,
til my dede;
and that I fynd my sekyng."
Old Psalter explained...
"The yearning strong desire of my heart,
which speaks to God,
and He alone hears;
my face is to Thee;
that is, myself sought Thee,
and none other thing;
and from now I shall seek Thee lastingly,
till my death;
and till that I find what I seek."
Then a little fear...
(but the Lord hath gathered me up.)"
abandoned by the tragic circumstances of sin in our lives
except by Him, who is always there.
and will not tarry."
But wait actively,--be not idle.
Use the means of grace;
I don't think I've ever been told to be
except as an expectant mother.
One who has to wait,
over the timing,
pregnant with purpose,
with a precious life.
Yeah, God kinda likes us like that.
Oh, you know, just waiting around to see the goodness of the Lord.