Sixteen.

I’ve mentioned before how most days, I try to read the Psalms and the Proverbs that correspond to that date.

I’ll be honest… I don’t do it every day. Like the seasons and the days of the week and everything else in life, my resolve goes in cycles. Spurts. Ups and downs. Something like that.

But today… today, all is not perfect ( I won’t go into details) and I don’t mean to complain; its mostly perfect, just not 100% perfect, and before you hit me for whining about how my life is only 99% perfect and I WANT THAT EXTRA 1%, DADGUMMIT, its just one of those days when I’m focusing on one of the Three Big Unchangeable Things that Make Me Unhappy and I need an infusion of God’s word. Its been a few days… I’ll be honest. I left my desk and went somewhere I could hide and opened my iPhone Bible App to Psalm 16. Because today is the 16th. Duh.

I came across this verse:
These verses are particularly meaningful to me because once upon a time on the 16th day of the month, my portion and my lot was assigned and the boundary lines fell in pleasant places. I won’t go into details, but my friends know what I’m talkin’ about.

Today, I just needed that reminder that what the Lord promised me then is still true. It’s been true for the past two years: the boundary lines, they’re in pleasant places for me. Then, now, and in the future.

And it will all work out ok.

Lord, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance.  Psalm 16:5-6, NIV.

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