Thou Tellest My Wanderings
Thou Tellest My Wanderings Have you ever read a familiar passage and suddenly had a word or a phrase in it leap out in such a way that it affects you and catches your attention? That is what happened today with this verse: Psalms 56:8 Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book? I don’t know how many times through the years I have thought of or referenced that verse to others, focussing specifically on the second part of it - put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book? And truly, knowing the Lord our God sees every tear we cry, makes a note of them, and puts them in a bottle, storing them up for us is a tremendous comfort. Often we see those same tears being used to comfort and strengthen someone else down the road who finds themselves going through that Vale of Tears, that Valley of Weeping spoken of in Psalm 84. Psalms 84:6 Who passing through the valley of Baca make it a well; the rain also filleth the pools. But today I ...