I have no fancy blog post for you this week, instead, I want to share a Psalm with you that I’ve been meditating on and working to memorize. If we are going to be victorious in the midst of our suffering, then we must make God’s Word speak louder than the pain. My strategy is (1) Speak Truth (2) Pray Truth (3) Live Truth. When I live this out, I feel peace, strength and joy, but when I choose instead to sit in my hurt, anger and pain, I choose to strip myself of those God-given riches.

So I have set out to memorize thought-transforming scripture. And my starting place is Psalm 91. You can read it for yourself in your favorite Bible version. What I want to share with you today is the simple way I personalized that Psalm. I have worked to memorize it, one sentence at a time, over the past two weeks, which means I’ve repeated it dozens of times out loud, in prayer, and in silence. I’ve repeated it as I sit on the edge of my daughter’s bed, as I get ready for work and then again as I drive to work. I repeat it when someone is shouting hurtful words at me or when one of my children rejects my love. All throughout my day, as I go about my normal tasks, I try to remember to repeat it, for then I am bringing myself into the presence of my God where all fear must flee…

Psalm 91

She who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.

I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.”

Surely he will save me from the fowler’s snare and from the deadly pestilence.

He will cover me with his feathers, and under his wings I will find refuge; his faithfulness will be my shield and rampart.

I will not fear the terror of the night nor the arrow that flies by day. Nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at noon day.

A thousand may fall at my side, ten thousand at my right hand, but it will not come near me. I will only observe with my eyes and see the punishment of the wicked.

If I make the Most High my dwelling – even the Lord, who is my refuge – then no harm will befall me, no disaster will come near my tent.

For he will command his angels concerning me to guard me in all my ways.

They will lift me up in their hands so that I will not strike my foot against a stone.

I will tread upon the lion and the cobra. I will trample the great lion and the serpent.

“Because she loves me,” says the Lord, “I will rescue her; I will protect her, for she acknowledges my name.

She will call upon me, and I will answer her;

I will be with her in trouble,

I will deliver her and honor her.

With long life will I satisfy her and show her my salvation.

Dear friend, are you hurting today? Enter into God’s presence and receive his grace. There is no sweeter place than in His arms.

Anna Frye is a speaker, author, television producer and founder of the Chosen and Crowned tribe. She invites moms and wives to celebrate imperfect progress fueled by the grace of a perfect God. She helps women bravely talk about the messy places of life, instead of hiding shamefully under them. She believes that lasting beauty comes when women courageously surrender their ashes to God and allow him to do something miraculous with them. If this resonates with you, then you belong with the Chosen and Crowned tribe. Connect at www.ChosenAndCrowned.com/blog

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