Please join us in skype on Monday thru Friday from 3:30 p.m. eastern time addiction recovery1,praising and testimony worship in skype. O. Addison Gethers
e-mail address [email protected] [email protected] messenger contact window live messenger: [email protected] aim: durangoadd64 skype:cowboys62 yahoo:OADDISONGETHERS ----- Original Message ----- From: "Donnie Parrett" <[email protected]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Saturday, June 20, 2009 10:28 PM Subject: Daily Bible Reading For Sunday June 21 > Psalm 86-90 (The Message) > > Psalm 86 > A David Psalm > 1-7 Bend an ear, God; answer me. I'm one miserable wretch! > Keep me safe-haven't I lived a good life? > Help your servant-I'm depending on you! > You're my God; have mercy on me. > I count on you from morning to night. > Give your servant a happy life; > I put myself in your hands! > You're well-known as good and forgiving, > bighearted to all who ask for help. > Pay attention, God, to my prayer; > bend down and listen to my cry for help. > Every time I'm in trouble I call on you, > confident that you'll answer. > > 8-10 There's no one quite like you among the gods, O Lord, > and nothing to compare with your works. > All the nations you made are on their way, > ready to give honor to you, O Lord, > Ready to put your beauty on display, > parading your greatness, > And the great things you do- > God, you're the one, there's no one but you! > > 11-17 Train me, God, to walk straight; > then I'll follow your true path. > Put me together, one heart and mind; > then, undivided, I'll worship in joyful fear. > From the bottom of my heart I thank you, dear Lord; > I've never kept secret what you're up to. > You've always been great toward me-what love! > You snatched me from the brink of disaster! > God, these bullies have reared their heads! > A gang of thugs is after me- > and they don't care a thing about you. > But you, O God, are both tender and kind, > not easily angered, immense in love, > and you never, never quit. > So look me in the eye and show kindness, > give your servant the strength to go on, > save your dear, dear child! > Make a show of how much you love me > so the bullies who hate me will stand there slack-jawed, > As you, God, gently and powerfully > put me back on my feet. > Psalm 87 > A Korah Psalm > 1-3 He founded Zion on the Holy Mountain- and oh, how God loves his home! > Loves it far better than all > the homes of Jacob put together! > God's hometown-oh! > everyone there is talking about you! > > 4 I name them off, those among whom I'm famous: > Egypt and Babylon, > also Philistia, > even Tyre, along with Cush. > Word's getting around; they point them out: > "This one was born again here!" > > 5 The word's getting out on Zion: > "Men and women, right and left, > get born again in her!" > > 6 God registers their names in his book: > "This one, this one, and this one- > born again, right here." > > 7 Singers and dancers give credit to Zion: > "All my springs are in you!" > Psalm 88 > A Korah Prayer of Heman > 1-9 God, you're my last chance of the day. I spend the night on my knees > before you. > Put me on your salvation agenda; > take notes on the trouble I'm in. > I've had my fill of trouble; > I'm camped on the edge of hell. > I'm written off as a lost cause, > one more statistic, a hopeless case. > Abandoned as already dead, > one more body in a stack of corpses, > And not so much as a gravestone- > I'm a black hole in oblivion. > You've dropped me into a bottomless pit, > sunk me in a pitch-black abyss. > I'm battered senseless by your rage, > relentlessly pounded by your waves of anger. > You turned my friends against me, > made me horrible to them. > I'm caught in a maze and can't find my way out, > blinded by tears of pain and frustration. > > 9-12 I call to you, God; all day I call. > I wring my hands, I plead for help. > Are the dead a live audience for your miracles? > Do ghosts ever join the choirs that praise you? > Does your love make any difference in a graveyard? > Is your faithful presence noticed in the corridors of hell? > Are your marvelous wonders ever seen in the dark, > your righteous ways noticed in the Land of No Memory? > > 13-18 I'm standing my ground, God, shouting for help, > at my prayers every morning, on my knees each daybreak. > Why, God, do you turn a deaf ear? > Why do you make yourself scarce? > For as long as I remember I've been hurting; > I've taken the worst you can hand out, and I've had it. > Your wildfire anger has blazed through my life; > I'm bleeding, black-and-blue. > You've attacked me fiercely from every side, > raining down blows till I'm nearly dead. > You made lover and neighbor alike dump me; > the only friend I have left is Darkness. > Psalm 89 > An Ethan Prayer > 1-4 Your love, God, is my song, and I'll sing it! I'm forever telling > everyone how faithful you > are. > I'll never quit telling the story of your love- > how you built the cosmos > and guaranteed everything in it. > Your love has always been our lives' foundation, > your fidelity has been the roof over our world. > You once said, "I joined forces with my chosen leader, > I pledged my word to my servant, David, saying, > 'Everyone descending from you is guaranteed life; > I'll make your rule as solid and lasting as rock.'" > > 5-18 God! Let the cosmos praise your wonderful ways, > the choir of holy angels sing anthems to your faithful ways! > Search high and low, scan skies and land, > you'll find nothing and no one quite like God. > The holy angels are in awe before him; > he looms immense and august over everyone around him. > God-of-the-Angel-Armies, who is like you, > powerful and faithful from every angle? > You put the arrogant ocean in its place > and calm its waves when they turn unruly. > You gave that old hag Egypt the back of your hand, > you brushed off your enemies with a flick of your wrist. > You own the cosmos-you made everything in it, > everything from atom to archangel. > You positioned the North and South Poles; > the mountains Tabor and Hermon sing duets to you. > With your well-muscled arm and your grip of steel- > nobody trifles with you! > The Right and Justice are the roots of your rule; > Love and Truth are its fruits. > Blessed are the people who know the passwords of praise, > who shout on parade in the bright presence of God. > Delighted, they dance all day long; they know > who you are, what you do-they can't keep it quiet! > Your vibrant beauty has gotten inside us- > you've been so good to us! We're walking on air! > All we are and have we owe to God, > Holy God of Israel, our King! > > 19-37 A long time ago you spoke in a vision, > you spoke to your faithful beloved: > "I've crowned a hero, > I chose the best I could find; > I found David, my servant, > poured holy oil on his head, > And I'll keep my hand steadily on him, > yes, I'll stick with him through thick and thin. > No enemy will get the best of him, > no scoundrel will do him in. > I'll weed out all who oppose him, > I'll clean out all who hate him. > I'm with him for good and I'll love him forever; > I've set him on high-he's riding high! > I've put Ocean in his one hand, River in the other; > he'll call out, 'Oh, my Father-my God, my Rock of Salvation!' > Yes, I'm setting him apart as the First of the royal line, > High King over all of earth's kings. > I'll preserve him eternally in my love, > I'll faithfully do all I so solemnly promised. > I'll guarantee his family tree > and underwrite his rule. > If his children refuse to do what I tell them, > if they refuse to walk in the way I show them, > If they spit on the directions I give them > and tear up the rules I post for them- > I'll rub their faces in the dirt of their rebellion > and make them face the music. > But I'll never throw them out, > never abandon or disown them. > Do you think I'd withdraw my holy promise? > or take back words I'd already spoken? > I've given my word, my whole and holy word; > do you think I would lie to David? > His family tree is here for good, > his sovereignty as sure as the sun, > Dependable as the phases of the moon, > inescapable as weather." > > 38-52 But God, you did walk off and leave us, > you lost your temper with the one you anointed. > You tore up the promise you made to your servant, > you stomped his crown in the mud. > You blasted his home to kingdom come, > reduced his city to a pile of rubble > Picked clean by wayfaring strangers, > a joke to all the neighbors. > You declared a holiday for all his enemies, > and they're celebrating for all they're worth. > Angry, you opposed him in battle, > refused to fight on his side; > You robbed him of his splendor, humiliated this warrior, > ground his kingly honor in the dirt. > You took the best years of his life > and left him an impotent, ruined husk. > How long do we put up with this, God? > Are you gone for good? Will you hold this grudge forever? > Remember my sorrow and how short life is. > Did you create men and women for nothing but this? > We'll see death soon enough. Everyone does. > And there's no back door out of hell. > So where is the love you're so famous for, Lord? > What happened to your promise to David? > Take a good look at your servant, dear Lord; > I'm the butt of the jokes of all nations, > The taunting jokes of your enemies, God, > as they dog the steps of your dear anointed. > Blessed be God forever and always! > Yes. Oh, yes. > Psalm 90 > A Prayer of Moses, Man of God > 1-2 God, it seems you've been our home forever; long before the mountains > were born, > Long before you brought earth itself to birth, > from "once upon a time" to "kingdom come"-you are God. > > 3-11 So don't return us to mud, saying, > "Back to where you came from!" > Patience! You've got all the time in the world-whether > a thousand years or a day, it's all the same to you. > Are we no more to you than a wispy dream, > no more than a blade of grass > That springs up gloriously with the rising sun > and is cut down without a second thought? > Your anger is far and away too much for us; > we're at the end of our rope. > You keep track of all our sins; every misdeed > since we were children is entered in your books. > All we can remember is that frown on your face. > Is that all we're ever going to get? > We live for seventy years or so > (with luck we might make it to eighty), > And what do we have to show for it? Trouble. > Toil and trouble and a marker in the graveyard. > Who can make sense of such rage, > such anger against the very ones who fear you? > > 12-17 Oh! Teach us to live well! > Teach us to live wisely and well! > Come back, God-how long do we have to wait?- > and treat your servants with kindness for a change. > Surprise us with love at daybreak; > then we'll skip and dance all the day long. > Make up for the bad times with some good times; > we've seen enough evil to last a lifetime. > Let your servants see what you're best at- > the ways you rule and bless your children. > And let the loveliness of our Lord, our God, rest on us, > confirming the work that we do. > Oh, yes. Affirm the work that we do! > > > > > > > Please join us on Skype Monday thru Friday at 8:00 EST for our Morning > Skype Prayer Time. > > > Contact Me At: > Donnie Parrett > 1956 Asa Flat Road > Annville, Kentucky 40402 > Home Phone: 606-364-3321 > Church Phone: 606-364-PRAY > Skype Name: Donnie1261 > Email: [email protected] > > --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Deaf-Blind Inspirational Life Group" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected] To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [email protected] For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/DBILG?hl=en -~----------~----~----~----~------~----~------~--~---
