“Blessed are those who have learned to acclaim you, who walk in the light of your presence, O Lord.  They rejoice in your name all day long; they exult in your righteousness.” (Psalm 89:15,16)

As For Me and My House

The warming spring days are warming my body! I’m feeling better and stronger week by week. I’m praying it continues. Some of the symptoms I’ve had are dropping away, so I’m hoping that healing is taking place in my body. Thank you for your continued prayers.

We have a wooden sign in our home that says, “As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.” It’s taken from the verse in Joshua 24:15. I’m attaching a photo of the sign below. We’ve had it for a long time, so it has hung in several places where we’ve lived. Right now it’s in our kitchen, so I see it every day.

When we have workmen in our home, it’s often an interesting conversation starter. Some have said they believe the same thing. Others have asked if it’s really true—and why did we choose that. For me, it’s always been a proclamation of where my heart is—it’s in serving the Lord!

The beginning of the verse actually says, “Choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve.” I like that because I think it is a continual, daily choice. We have to make a fresh commitment in our hearts each day to love and serve the Lord. The cares of life enter in. The pressures of the world around us can erode our commitment. Disappointment can easily undermine our choice. Unanswered prayers can cause us to challenge the choices we made. It’s imperative that we continually CHOOSE whom we are going to serve.

We can’t serve anything or anyone except God Himself. He has to be number one. He has to be our focal point. He has to be the one who guides us in every other decision we make. Then we can proclaim that our household serves the Lord!

Over and over again in recent years on our unexpected journey, I said to the Lord that I didn’t understand, but I chose afresh to love and serve Him. There’s something about making that conscious choice that releases strength to persevere. Every time I made that choice, I sensed fresh releases of His grace. He carried me through.

My earliest memories are of talking to the Lord. I must have been about three or four years old. It’s been a wild life of adventure in serving Him, but I wouldn’t want anything else. I’m 73 years old now, and my “household” is only me—but I choose once again to serve Him…all the days of my life. He is worthy!

Father, may our lives echo Sally’s heart—that You are worthy to be served all our days, whether they be many or few. Amen.