Psalms 16:5-6 “The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup; he holds my lot. The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; I have a beautiful inheritance.”
God has brought me through life and death into everlasting pleasure when he became my eminent refuge, sovereign Lord, prestigious counselor, noble, trustworthy, and paramount in alpha and omega. I say, “He’s all I need!” When I take the cup and bread, it reminds me of Jesus’ blood, which was shed for my sake. It is my choice instead of living on my own without appreciating my beautiful inheritance. Free will is love, and appreciating it is dignity. The Lord is my choice.
The Psalmist looked for refuge in Jesus (whose good pleasure is in His saints) as his sovereign Lord and supreme welfare, (16:1-2) “Preserve me (keep me) O God, for in you I take refuge.” 1Pet. 1:4, I can praise God for my incorruptible, undefiled, and everlasting inheritance. I rejoice in my “living hope.”
Which I was born to by the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead. Perhaps it seemed I lost my inheritance in the South, generations ago, but whatever gain I might have had, I count as loss for the sake of Christ, and this gain is everlasting and more beautiful: I don’t engage in a court battle to recover it because it will not fade away. My soul says, “You are my Lord. Apart from you, I have no good thing.”
David feared for his life as Saul hunted him, intending to kill him. Danger has lurked around me at diverse times from which Jesus rescued me.
Moral suasion and appeal to men’s reason will bring a level of success; however, the history of God’s “very present help in trouble” lends unending refills of my cup. BLESSINGS have overtaken me enough to share tangible while many remain visible for the glory of God. I can only testify about them.
Sometimes I live in such a bubble that there is no time or space for God to Breathe His breath of life on me. In times like these, I find redundancy in prayer necessary. It cannot shame me out of repeating a prayer for God’s help. Learning to lean on God clears spaces in my heart’s garden for His tilling of my soil.
God did not make life unnecessarily complicated. I am reminded that the enemy does that. Someday it’s true I’ll take my rest, but right now, I will obey God to be blessed. I will encourage someone to pick up the pace and run, not walk this Christian race. I don’t always know who I have inspired, so humbly I must look much higher. Though things in front just seem so clear, what is behind may be more, dear. At this thought, I continue in prayer in the rain of faith, with Psalm 27:11 saying: “Teach me thy way, O Lord, and lead me on a plain path, because of my enemies.”
I have escaped terror as I rushed toward God in my heart, understanding and progressing into loving him more than his gifts
My Beautiful Inheritance part 2 to be continued in October 2021.
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