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Satisfaction for Your Soul

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Psalm 63:5-8 My soul is satisfied as with a rich feast, and my mouth praises you with joyful lips when I think of you on my bed, and meditate on you in the watches of the night; for you have been my help, and in the shadow of your wings I sing for joy. My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me. (NRSV)

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Contentment. Satisfaction. Fulfillment. Those three words speak of wholeness, of wellbeing, of the life that each one of us so desperately wants … but of the life that most people never attain.

I wonder if you’ll indulge me for a moment, because today marks sixty-five years since, on the 15th of March 1959, I was born into this world. Sixty-five years! That makes me older than 90% of the people alive on the planet today.  

It means too that I’ve been around the block, so as to speak, just a few times. Under my grey head of hair, my eyes have seen a lot, my mind has thought a lot, my heart has both rejoiced and suffered a lot.

And with all that water under the bridge, I can tell you from experience that all the wealth, all the success, all the career recognition under the sun will not – indeed, cannot – deliver on our desire for contentment, satisfaction and fulfillment. There’s only One who can:

Psalm 63:5-8 My soul is satisfied as with a rich feast, and my mouth praises you with joyful lips when I think of you on my bed, and meditate on you in the watches of the night; for you have been my help, and in the shadow of your wings I sing for joy. My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me. (NRSV)

That was written by King David out in the Judean wilderness. A harsh place. An apparently godless place. And yet, it was in that place that his soul was satisfied as with a rich feast.

Contentment. Satisfaction. Fulfilment. One place. God Himself.

My soul clings to Him; His right hand upholds me.

That’s His Word. Fresh … for you … today.

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