Stand Up

Psa 4:1	HEAR me when I call, O God of my righteousness! You have relieved me in my distress; Have mercy on me, and hear my prayer.
Psa 4:2	How long, O you sons of men, Will you turn my glory to shame? How long will you love worthlessness And seek falsehood? Selah
Psa 4:3	But know that the LORD has set apart[fn1] for Himself him who is godly; The LORD will hear when I call to Him.
Psa 4:4	Be angry, and do not sin. Meditate within your heart on your bed, and be still. Selah
Psa 4:5	Offer the sacrifices of righteousness, And put your trust in the LORD.
Psa 4:6	There are many who say, "Who will show us any good?" LORD, lift up the light of Your countenance upon us.
Psa 4:7	You have put gladness in my heart, More than in the season that their grain and wine increased.
Psa 4:8	I will both lie down in peace, and sleep; For You alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety.

Tonight I'm restless. I can't sleep because I think too much. But how do you tell your mind to be still? not quite sure yet. But here is what I must know.

Faith, faith is the anvil on which I must pound out every care and every doubt. Worry it seems is a symptom of fear and fear has no place where love abounds. So perhaps this is a question of love.

It is an easy thing to say God loves me, it is a completely different matter to believe it. Why there is so much difficulty probably lies in our inherent desire to earn affection by having some inherent worth. But divine love does not exist on these lines. Divine love seems not to give affection, but to give completely itself.

Perfect love casts out fear, that's what we must know. That's why we can sleep at night. Not because we have worth, not because we micromanage, not because we have stacked the deck, but because love is perfected. But again this is something that has to be revealed to the soul as something more than can be found empirically.

The Lord continually says cry out to him, that he is our rock. We must do this, we must cling to and cry out. No man ever loved that dared not cling to his beloved. We have to stop marching toward some goal. There is nothing to march towards, it's already here. We just have to believe, we have to cling to it, and depend on it more than ourselves to pull us through.