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Friday, September 2, 2016

PSALM 116 continued...

"The Lord preserves the simple."
(verse 6)


HOP ON POP literally.
This is what it looks like when the hyper one you raised gets his turn.

Okay, stop right there.  Our society is set up for all the little girls to say, "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest, the smartest, the fastest, the richest, the skinniest..." well, you get the picture.  But the simplest?  Hey, I can be that! 






You know how you've said about your kids, "Only God can keep them alive," after all their hair-raising antics.  I could tell you a few stories!  But this Psalm is a reminder that as God's children, He is the One who preserves us, saves us even from our simple selves. 


Actually simple in "all the versions render 'little ones,' those who are meek and lowly of heart, who feel the spirit of little children; and he mentions this circumstance, because the Lord has a peculiar regard for these young ones, and gives His angels charge concerning them.  Were it otherwise, children are exposed to so many dangers and deaths, that most of them would fall victims to accidents in their infancy." (Adam Clarke)  



As far as preserving us, He already has our expiration date written in His book, but evidently it takes a guardian angel or two to keep us from expiring before our expiration date has expired!


Matthew Henry says it means, sincere, and upright, and without guile.  In that sense, we should all strive to have these qualities because it's as Jesus said, "Truly I say to you, unless you are converted and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of heaven."


Hmm.  Maybe this should be my memory verse, well, you know, because it's simple!  I'm keeping this blog simple because I have granddaughters here playing today, and I need to help their guardian angels keep them from the perils of playing at Grandma's.  We've already rescued mildly autistic four year old Betsy from a few climbing dangers especially since she already had a five hour trip to the E.R. this week to stitch her back up.  When she bled all over her mommy while waiting, she kept saying, "Get away from me!  You're disgusting!"  Yep.  Good times!





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