Yesterday I had breakfast in bed, followed by a very quiet morning, as the day before had included a migraine. Then, in the afternoon, my family took me to Wicken Fen, one of my favourite places in the UK. Wicken is a very “thin” place, where God whispers from the reed beds, stirs the water, and walks beneath the trees. For me, it represents the Garden of Eden. I’ve enjoyed many visits over the years, so being there brought back memories from when I was able to cycle, walk for miles, and explore freely. I thought my physical limitations might make me feel sad, but in fact I experienced no regrets. I’m getting old, and God is all I need now, as today’s prayer describes:
I will come to the altar of God, to God, my greatest joy (Psalm 43:4; CSB).
You are my worship,
And my joy,
My Teacher,
And my creed;
My suffering, my test,
My way –
My God:
You’re all I need.
My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness (2 Corinthians 12:9; NLT).
The LORD is my shepherd; I have all that I need (Psalm 23:1; NLT).
“I’m getting old, and God is all I need now,”
I’m beginning to understand the reality of this statement, sister Ruth. Christ is all we need—in any season of life. But perhaps it is easier to experience the depths of knowing Him more fully when our strength ebbs. His best to you, always.
Yes, God’s constant loving presence is a deep comfort. Incomparably better than possessions, youth or health xxxxxx
Beautiful! X