SCRIPTURE: Psalm 143
“So my spirit grows faint within me.” (Psalm 143:4)
With all that is going on in David’s life, his inner spirit is failing.
He is desperate, weak, overwhelmed, dismayed… yet not defeated!
He still knows where to find the strength, wisdom and direction he needs.
“May your good Spirit lead me on level ground.” (Psalm 143:10)
Since we were created, we’ve depended on the Spirit of God (Genesis 2:7).
Sin has separated us from God’s Spirit, and our own spirits are dying, desperate.
This world crushes the human spirit little by little, until we gasp our last breath.
But God’s desire is to restore His Spirit, and His life, into us.
When we are deflated, we can look to Him to strengthen us from within.
More than that, the Spirit will lead and guide us – the perfect Helper.
“And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another advocate to help you and be with you forever — the Spirit of truth. The world cannot accept him, because it neither sees him nor knows him. But you know him, for he lives with you and will be in you. (John 14:16-17)
In your time of struggle or weakness, pause and breathe deep and allow His Spirit to lead you.
What do you sense the Lord saying to you?
PRAYER
Lord, I often feel deflated. But instead of turning to You, I try to find my own ways to inflate my spirit. Thank You for reminding me that only You can give me the strength and guidance to make it through this spirit-crushing world.
Jesus follower
trying to find His way
Observations/Application
Where does my help come from?
My Help is the Lord God Who created the heavens and the earth and all that is therein. He is with me always. And always I need to serve Him in all circumstances. I must walk with Him each day, listening to His Voice putting my small hand into His BIG hand as He continues to show me and lead me in the way I need to walk.
He is my Rescuer.
He is my Redeemer.
He is my Teacher.
He is my Leader.
He is my ALL in all.
Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim through this barren land.
I am weak, but Thou art mighty;
Hold me with Thy powerful hand.
Bread of Heaven, Bread of Heaven,
Feed me till I want no more;
Feed me till I want no more.
Open now the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing stream doth flow;
Let the fire and cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey through.
Strong Deliverer, strong Deliverer,
Be Thou still my Strength and Shield;
Be Thou still my Strength and Shield.
When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of deaths, and hell’s destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan’s side.
Songs of praises, songs of praises,
I will ever give to Thee;
I will ever give to Thee.