Our pastor likes to give us an assignment at the end of his sermons; something to think about or put into practice. I always take notes, but appreciate this “oh, and one more thing” encouragement to give further thought and prayer to what I heard. Several Sundays ago, Pastor Jeremy suggested that we write our own psalm. A psalmist, I’m not, but here are the thoughts – a prayer, really – which came to my heart and mind as I sat down to write that very afternoon.
A Psalm for Growing Older
Increase my love, my Lord, for your precious Word! Help me to treasure it up in my heart.
May your divine precepts keep my life pure as I remember in all circumstances what you have taught me.
I pray that your Word would lodge in the deepest corners of my mind and guide my steps, words and actions.
Even when my memory fades and mind grows feeble, may your Word remain sharp and firmly anchored in my heart.
Give your servant a heart guided by a love for for your Word; may your loveliness be reflected in me all the days of my life.
Barefoot Lily Lady 