God Is on His Throne and All Is Well

May 16, 2012

Psalm 22

Key Verse: Psalm 22:3–5

You are holy, Enthroned in the praises of Israel.  

Holy Father, I open my mouth for conversations, requests, and discussions of every kind. Today I open them for a holy purpose: to lift up Your holy name and create glory for Your pleasure and blessing. Come dwell with me as I build a throne with the fruit of my lips. In Jesus’ name I pray and praise You, amen.

Our fathers trusted in You; They trusted, and You delivered them. They cried to You, and were delivered; They trusted in You, and were not ashamed.

One day while I was meditating, God said to me, “Do you remember how your family grew up poor, yet you were rich?” The Lord showed me how much we didn’t have (although I did not know it at the time). Then He showed me all the stuff that He took us through (and we didn’t even know that we were going through it then). “What do you think happened?” He asked. “Your mama had a sixth-grade education, and she cleaned folks’ houses for only sixteen dollars a week. Your daddy was on a preacher’s pay, and the money did not add up. Yet you were clothed, your plates were full, and you lived in a nice house.”

I said, “Lord, how did all that happen?”

“Do you remember when you used to hear your mama singing every day when you came home from school?” He asked.

That triggered thousands of memories. We used to tease Mama at times, saying, “Why do you always sing those songs? Why do you go around with tears in your eyes, saying, ‘Thank You, Jesus’?” Sometimes we thought she was cra y because she would walk around the house speaking praise and holding up her hands. Then we would nearly come unglued when she would suddenly shout, “Hallelujah! Thank You, Lord. Bless Your name, Lord.”

Then the Lord interrupted my thoughts and said, “Your mama created glory. I kept My throne in her presence. I took My seat in that house because she created glory for Me. When anyone or anything came to do something evil, I told them, ‘Get away from here; you can’t do that!’”

Finally He told me, “You don’t reali e that the glory of God is between your two lips.”

Prayer