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Psalm 9:17,18

Psalm 9:17 “The wicked return to the grave, all the nations that forget God.”
 
[Those who forget you, Lord, will be forgotten, for You are the most important One in existence, the most significant Being in history, the most central Point of all the Universe.
 
How could we forget You–You who are the source of all good–and not be guilty of the fatal sin of unbelief (John 16:9)? You, O Lord, are worthy, not just of remembering, but of totally absorbing our attention, our affection, our adoration!]
 
Psalm 9:18 “But the needy will not always be forgotten, nor the hope of the afflicted ever perish.”
 
[You, O Mighty and Loving Heavenly Father, remember and watch over the needy–and we are all needy–you see each one, you care for everyone. You are the God of goodness, giving comfort to those who are hurting, support to those who are suffering, help to those who are hopeless. “The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit” (Ps. 34:18).
 
I praise you that you are the God of hope, giving “joy and peace to those who trust in you so” our lives can “overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit” (Rom. 15:13).
 
Help us to trust in you more and more each day!
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The results of lifting my soul to God.

[Written years ago after lifting my troubled soul to God (telling Him transparently what I was thinking, feeling, wanting), and receiving His insight, conviction and forgiveness.]
 
Praise you, Lord God, for you are the King of Glory and the Lord of Grace, who reaches down into my life consistently: guiding,
providing,
protecting,
teaching,
correcting,
forgiving
and transforming.
“You, Lord, are good and ready to forgive, abounding in mercy to all who call on you” (Ps. 86:5).
 
It is such a wonder to belong to you, the Creator of all, the Sustainer of all, the Ender of all. On the level of universe-wide thinking, we live on a tiny speck of cosmic dust, tucked under one arm of the Milky Way, which itself is a small, inconsequential galaxy among millions of others.
 
And yet you, the Great One who stoops to look upon us, have the desire and commitment to be intimately, consistently involved in our lives, in my life: “From his dwelling place he watches all who live on earth—he who forms the hearts of all, who considers everything they do” (Ps. 33:14,15).
 
You can do this because you are infinite, you are powerful, you are loving and good, and you are filled with Grace, giving your enemies the opposite of what we deserve.
 
Forgive me for taking your mighty, rich love for me for granted–I so easily forget how great you are, how huge the universe is, and how much I deserve the opposite of your tender care.
 
You are marvelous in your love, magnificent in your forgiveness, munificent (splendidly generous) in your provision and magnanimous in your grace. You are truly worthy of wholehearted worship of lavish love, supreme surrender and outlandish obedience.
 
Help me today to remember your greatness, my unworthiness and your rich, redeeming love, so that I may respond by living worthy of your Name and the calling you have given me.
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More from the Autobio

 
As we recovered from our accident on the beaches of Greece, there was another aspect to this happening beyond the physical care the Lord gave us: the Lord was working to get my attention on an important point.
 
I didn’t think we had any time for a vacation (certainly traveling to and from German and spending time with my in-laws was not a vacation), but the Lord showed me that I could take time if I wanted. He give us a fine time to relax and enjoy and be refreshed here on the Greek coast. “OK, Lord, you got my attention and I hear you,” I said, “a vacation every year!”
 
During our trip, the Lord kept working on me concerning having Josh repeat the third grace. He brought to mind the fact that all we male all in our family were slow bloomers, especially emotionally, that it would make Josh’s adjustment much easier if he had an extra year for development.
 
So the Lord convinced us to follow our friend’s advice. It was the best move we ever made for Josh. Later we realized one side benefit of having Josh repeat the third grade was that he would have one more year with us as a family.
And later, when Nat was struggling academically, we had him repeat the seventh grade. It put both boys right where they should be both academically and emotionally and made them much more successful in their learning.
 
After our return to our adopted country, Nat started first grade. Having been in the German Kindergarten for three years, he had no difficulties with the language. However he had other problems. In February his teacher called us to say that Nat was sleeping in class.
 
“What do you mean, ‘sleeping in class?’ ” I asked.
 
“He lies down on the floor and goes to sleep,” the teacher replied.
 
“And what have you done about this?” I asked.
 
“We don’t know what to do. The headmaster doesn’t know either. We just let him sleep.”
 
“And how long has this been going on?” I asked.
 
“Since October,” replied the teacher.
 
“Hmm, I’ll take care of this,” I assured him.
 
That evening Nat and I had a little chat. He told me he slept because the classes were boring. I told him that was not an acceptable reason and that he was to pay attention and not sleep.
 
“If you sleep in class again, Nat,” I said, “You and ‘uncle spoon’ (our code name for the wooden spoon we used for spankings) are going to have a chat.”
 
The next day the teacher called again to report that Nat hadn’t slept in class. “What did you do to solve that?” He asked.
 
When I explained about the threat of spanking, the teacher was appalled; spanking is highly frowned upon in European circles. But the lack of wise, biblical, gracious, loving discipline also brought lots of problems into those families.
 
After starting school, Nat developed a fear. Whenever we went anywhere as a family, he was like a little sheep dog, trying to herd us all together. He didn’t want any separation.
 
As we talked with him about his concern, the reason came out: a number of his classmates’ parents were divorced, so he thought it might come to our family, too.
 
We assured him that as we were followers of Jesus, we wanted to please Him in every way and we would never divorce; it was not an option for us. We helped him see that the lack of biblical values in these families led to their many problems. It was an effective means of showing the difference between true belief and following your own ideas.
Most of the boys’ classmates were from well-to-do families; some came to school in chauffeured Mercedes; all had the latest designer clothes as well as the latest electronic gizmos.
 
One day the boys came home complaining that we were poor.
 
“What makes you say that?” I asked.
 
“Everything we have is used. Our car is old and clunky, even a lot of our clothes are hand-me-downs. Why can’t we have new and nice things like our classmates?” they whined.
 
“Let’s think about this,” I responded. “Do we lack anything? Do we have a TV, a VCR, a computer, a camera, a car?”
 
“Yes.”
 
“Do they all function properly? Does our car get us to where we need to go? Does our TV show us movies? Does our computer work?”
 
“Yes.”
 
“And what about our family life; what’s it like compared to your class mates’ families?”
 
The lights began to come on for the boys. “They have lousy families. And they are unhappy people.”
 
“Right. So what’s more important, having new things and a poor family life, or having old but working things with a good family life?”
 
“We like our family better,” they both said. That ended the whining.
Josh and Nat were ostracized at school for other reasons than being poor. First, they were not “pure German,” but were “the Americans,” despite the fact that they had German citizenship.
 
Then when he was in the fourth grade, Josh befriended a new student who was a bit slow. This student was quickly labeled as an outsider and “socially unacceptable.” Then because Josh was kind and spent time with this boy, he was also branded an outsider. That label remained throughout the next six years of Josh’s time there.
 
In grammar school both Josh and Nat performed poorly academically. They were bright enough, but were lazy, more interested in play and writing comic books than homework.
 
Finally Josh “caught fire” academically in the tenth grade and went from last in his class to missing first place by a 1/100th of a point! Nat was to follow in his footsteps.
Picture: Barbara and Nat on the beach in Greece
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Psalm 9:15-16

Psalm 9:15 “The nations have fallen into the pit they have dug; their feet are caught in the net they have hidden.”
[Praise you for your faithfulness to judge in righteousness, Lord, for evil without justice brings hopelessness. Therefore you bring upon evil doers what they have prepared for others.
 
At the top of the list is Satan himself, who has been judged and will end up in the lake of fire where he has sought to send so many others.
I think of the destruction that came on Germany and Japan after WWII for the cruel and oppressive regimes that ruled there. I think of how the dictators ruling in Egypt, Libya and Tunisia were taken down in the Arab Spring. In the end, evil doers are consumed by their own plans.
Praise be to you, Lord, that you bring justice at the right time: “Fret not yourself because of the man who prospers in his way…for evil men shall be cut off, but those who hope in the Lord shall inherit the land.” (Ps. 37:7,9)]
 
Psalm 9:16 “The LORD is known by his justice; the wicked are ensnared by the work of their hands.”
[Your justice, O Lord, is strong and broad, sure and right, certain and consistent. You are as faithful as the rainbow in this picture below from the internet. You will bring judgment on all who, in their evil independence, refuse the refuge of your love and forgiveness. This actually is the most wicked thing we can do, to reject the salvation Jesus provided at such great cost.
Praise you, Lord God, that your character is the measure of all. You are all we truly seek:
Great Good,
Perfect Peace,
Total Truth,
Wholly Holiness
and Lavish Love.
 
To you belongs exaltation, glory, praise and honor. To you I now bow in worship, for you I rise to obey, with you I go forth into the day to join you in your great and beautiful plans. May you be glorified in my life today.
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Psalm 9:11-12

Psalm 9:11-12 “Sing praises to the LORD, enthroned in Zion; for he who avenges blood remembers; he does not ignore the cry of the afflicted.”
[Praise you, O Great and Mighty Lord, for you are just; you are faithful; you will avenge evil; you will not forget.
I thank you that you pay close attention to the cry of the afflicted, that you know each person’s situation, each person’s suffering, each person’s heart, each person’s deep desire for security and significance, for belonging, worth and competence.
As it says in Isaiah 51:12-15, “I, even I, am he who comforts you.
Who are you that you fear mere mortals,
human beings who are but grass,
that you forget the LORD your Maker,
who stretches out the heavens
and who lays the foundations of the earth,
that you live in constant terror every day because of the wrath of the oppressor, who is bent on destruction?
“For where is the wrath of the oppressor?
The cowering prisoners will soon be set free;
they will not die in their dungeon,
nor will they lack bread.
For I am the LORD your God,
who stirs up the sea so that its waves roar–
the LORD Almighty is his name.”
We all long for freedom from the oppression of the enemy,
from Satan and his attacks,
and you, the LORD Almighty, have provided
the first part of freedom for us
in the death and resurrection of Christ,
in the provision of all we need for life and Godliness,
including the full armor of God.
Help us to take an utilize all of it, all day, every day.
 
I praise you, Lord, for your consistent care for us, your good guidance and your powerful protection, like a father watching over his children, as in the picture below of me with Josh and Nat.
 
You are truly worthy of worship, glory and honor. Today we offer you praise, exaltation and obedience in and for all that will come from your good hand.
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More heavenly wisdom

Cody continued with his story illustrating being sincere.
 
“In the end, we all decided to stay in town for the night. We had the choice of a primitive hotel, which was really just one big room with a number of bunk beds. Or we could sleep in the town stable.
 
“That’s what I chose, for who could know the other men in the dormitory hotel? At least in the stable I’d have my horse to keep watch for me.
 
“As a precaution I went to see the sheriff to let him know what had happened. He could be friends with the three men, or he could be an impartial keeper of the law. Anyway, I’d let him know, so if anyone ended up getting shot, he could make a better decision on how to proceed.
“After talking with him, I went back to the stable, checked on my horse and laid down behind him in the stall; I knew he would never step on me and that no one would first look there for me.
 
“I rolled up in my blanket and was soon asleep. Hours later my horse woke me as he blew and moved. I drew my gun and silently rolled out of my blanket. I’d kept my boots on, so was ready.
 
“I waited, silent, straining to hear any sign of what was happening. Soon I heard a rustling in the hay, then footsteps going down the row of stalls, and the glow of a covered lantern.
 
“As the footsteps reached the end of the row, I heard a whisper, ‘He ain’t here. Are you sure he didn’t go to the hotel?’
‘Really sure. Joe was outside all evening and he never came!’
 
‘What’ll we do now?’ asked the other. That was my cue. I quietly stepped out of the stall, my gun drawn, and said, ‘Here I am, what do you want?’
 
“I had the advantage of night vision, while they were hampered by their lantern. They both went for their guns.
“‘Don’t do that,’ I said, “for it will be your last move. My gun is already out.” They stood perfectly still. ‘What do you want?’ I asked.
 
‘We were planning to kill you for hurting our pal in the eating hall tonight.’
 
“‘You both know that he’s the one who started it and egged on Andy until he tried to draw. You also both must know that I could easily have killed your friend, but I chose not to. He’s alive tonight because I was merciful.
 
“They were both quiet. I could see them clearly in the lantern light. Then I heard a step behind me, and I threw myself back into the stall just as a shot rang out. I heard one of the other men cry out. I crouched down, waiting, gun ready. The shooter walked quietly closer, looking into each stall. When he got to mine, I shot him in the foot. He drew back, crying out.
 
“‘Drop your gun and back off,” I said. You there, come and help your friend. The man with the lantern came up. ‘Where’s your other friend?’ I asked.
‘He took the bullet meant for you. He’ll not bother you again,’ he said.
 
“‘You’ve brought all this on yourselves.’ I said. ‘I could have killed you both tonight but chose not to. I’ve given you another chance at life. Don’t waste it again. Now get out of here and don’t bother me again! And pass on what I’ve given you: mercy.’
 
“As they hobbled out together, the sheriff arrived. He’d heard the shooting and was checking on things. He stopped them at the door, and they told him how their dead friend had been accidentally shot.
 
“When the sheriff came in with his lantern, he shook his head, ‘Why didn’t you just kill them?’ he asked. ‘They are a bad lot and were certainly after you!’
 
“‘Well, I believe in protecting people, even from themselves, not in killing them,’ I said. ‘You are right, I could easily have shot them all, and they certainly would have killed me if I’d given them the chance. But that’s not what God would have me do. If at all possible, I show mercy. I am sincere about what I believe.’
 
“The sheriff shook his head. ‘Wish we had a few more like you around here; would make my job a lot easier!’ he said. ‘Help me bring this dead trouble maker outside. We’ll put him the wagon out there.’ As we went back to pick him up, I heard him moan and realized he wasn’t dead yet.
 
“’Let’s get him to the doctor,’ I said. We did, and the man lived, for which I was thankful.
 
“We rode out the next morning, leaving behind at least three men who had a new lease on life, and hopefully learned something about Heavenly Wisdom, especially about being merciful.
 
“So, Sam, do you see how I was sincere?”
 
“Well, you could have defended yourself by killing them, but since you believed in mercy, you followed your values. You didn’t have any wax!”
 
Cody laughted, “Right you are, Sam. And I encourage you to do the same. We are here for a reason, and that is to be grace receivers and grace givers, so others can come to know Jesus as their Savior.”
“If nothing else, I hope that my time with you will result in such a relationship with God, and that you will be able to live out what we talked about with Heavenly Wisdom.”

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Psalm 9:11

Psalm 9:11 “Sing praises to the LORD, enthroned in Zion; proclaim among the nations what he has done.”
[You, Lord God, are worthy of praise, and more, for all that you have done; to you belong worship, exaltation, honor, glory and thanksgiving.
You have provided the possibility of forgiveness for all evil doers; you have redeemed and rescued all willing to become your children; you have released your saints from the dominion of darkness and ushered us into the Kingdom of Light, the Kingdom of your Son whom you love.
In Him we are forgiven, cleansed, transformed, adopted, commissioned to special service, and equipped to join you in what you are doing. In Jesus we are dearly loved, doted on and delighted in.
You have glorified your name in countless instances of
doing good to your enemies,
being gracious to your rebellious children,
being kind to all people,
being holy in the face of evil,
being patient
in the face of rejection and being purposeful in your work of bringing history to a conclusion where you will eliminate evil and restore the perfection of pre-fall creation.
In the light of all this, what is our response? We must worship you, we must exalt you, we must praise you, we must obey you for there is no other possible reaction for those who know your name.
May you be honored in our lives today, Lord God, may obedience flow, may praises multiply, may trust reign, may glory rise to you each moment–for you are worthy, O Triune, Glorious and Eternal LORD!
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Psalm 9:10

Psalm 9:10 “Those who know your name will trust in you,”
Your name, Elohim (God), means the powerful and faithful One. You have shown your power in your vast and varied creation and your faithfulness in following through on your promise to provide salvation through Christ for all who will believe.
Your name, Adonai (Lord), means the powerful Authority who has the right to demand full obedience, and along with that, promises complete provision of all we need to live for and obey you.
Your name Yahweh (LORD), means the holy One who is utterly independent of your creation and utterly committed to caring for it. You are the Hater of sin, the Judge of evil and the Lover of your sinful creatures.
You are the great I AM, with no beginning and no end, ever existent, ever powerful, ever present. You are absolutely, utterly, completely, eternally trustable. To not trust in you is a great sin, denigrating your mighty, majestic, magnificent Names.]
“for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you.”
[The record speaks! You have come to the rescue of all who have called upon you: Adam, Able, Abraham, Moses, the Children of Israel (many, many, times), the Judges of Israel, David, Jehoshaphat, Hezekiah, Isaiah, Ezekiel, the Apostles, Paul–and us.
As we seek you, call out to you, you are faithful to answer. As it says in Psalm 34:4-8, “I sought the LORD, and he answered me; he delivered me from all my fears.
“Those who look to him are radiant; their faces are never covered with shame. This poor man called, and the LORD heard him; he saved him out of all his troubles.
“The angel of the LORD encamps around those who fear him, and he delivers them.
“Taste and see that the LORD is good; blessed is the one who takes refuge in him.”
So let us hide ourselves in the Almighty One who will never forsake us and helps all those who take refuge in Him.]

Picture: the riches of God’s grace!

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Psalm 9:9

Psalm 9:9 “The LORD is a refuge for the oppressed,”
 
[Praise you, Yahweh, the great I AM, Creator and Sustainer of the heavens and earth, the sea and all that is in it. While filling the whole universe, you are still aware of each of the oppressed and calls every one of us to yourself for refuge.
 
People are oppressed first and foremost by the devil as he keeps them enslaved by fear of death, by desire and deception, by division and distraction. And he oppresses through evil people, evil persuasions, evil purposes. Then we are also oppressed by our own old nature where selfishness, pride, lust and greed consistently seek to rule us.
 
But you, Lord Jesus, have opened a door out of this miserable mess of darkness and despair into the Kingdom of Light where you are our very personal refuge and strength, not just for our comfort but so we may give you ever increasing glory.]
 
The Lord is “a stronghold in times of trouble.”
 
[In you we are safe during the destructive attacks of the enemy, able to turn these assaults into opportunities for growth and helping others. In you we can find comfort and rest, salvation and protection. In you we find love and grace, goodness and help. In you we find forgiveness and pardon, cleansing and transformation.
 
In you there is:
loving chastening,
firm correction,
certainty of rebuke when needed.
In you there is
deliverance from
deception,
lust,
selfishness
and stubborn, destructive independence.
 
You are our protector in all troubles, as long as we dwell in your shelter. As it says in Psalm 91:1-4 “Whoever 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 you from the fowler’s snare and from the deadly pestilence. He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.” ]
 
Lord, help me to willfully take shelter in you today as my God, my mighty Rock and my Refuge. Help me to join you in what you are doing in me and in the world around me.
 
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More Autobio
 
This time our return trip to our adopted country was more challenging than previous times. As usual we drove through Yugoslavia in the night, approaching the Greek border as the day was dawning.
 
We’d followed a slow truck for many miles of zigzagging roads through the mountains and when a long straight stretch appeared, I immediately passed it, relieved to be able to drive at a reasonable speed. But shortly after I saw a police car beside the road and the driver flagged me down. He spoke some German and told me I’d passed in a no passing zone.
 
Technically he was right, I’d pulled out a few yards before the dotted line started, so I couldn’t object. “You must pay us a fine and it must be in Yugoslav Dinar,” the policeman said.
 
“I don’t have any Dinar, I said, “I’ll give you the equivalent in Euros.”
 
“No!” replied the policeman emphatically, “You must pay in Dinars. There’s a town 50 kilometers back there,” pointing the way we’d come, “Go there and get your Euros changed.”
 
It as about 6 am and after driving all night and being so tired, I was not interested in going back and waiting until the banks opened–although if I had, I might have avoided the difficulties that awaited me in Greece. In the end I convinced the policemen to take my Euros—the money went into their own pockets anyway, I’m sure—and we drove on.
 
After having a picnic breakfast under a tree by a river, we decided to make a short detour and visit Philippi, the place where Paul and Silas had been jailed and then freed by an earthquake. I love to “touch history” like that.
 
We were back on the road by about 10 am, driving on a very curvy two-lane road along the sea. There were almost no shoulders and on the right side was a drop off into the ocean with no guardrail. Two motorcyclists passed us, riding with no shirts on. “Protect them, Lord,” I prayed.
 
Very shortly after this I saw a puff of smoke come from the left front tire of an oncoming Mercedes, and suddenly that car veered into our lane. We were going to have a head-on collision!
 
By the Lord’s grace, I whipped the steering wheel to the right—usually I just freeze in such a situation—and was able to avoid a direct hit. The Mercedes struck our VW’s driver side right at the headlight and proceeded to crush in the side all the way to the back.
 
We were thrown around and spun off the road on the sea side—but here, instead of a drop off into the water, there was a large parking area! Our car came to rest just short of a large concrete pillar planted on the edge of the area. What protection from the Lord!
 
When the car stopped, Nat’s voice came from the back, “Daddy, why did it snow?” The impact had caused all the windows on the right side to disintegrate into small white pieces of glass that looked to him like snow.
 
My glasses were gone, slung over to the floor on the other side; we had to find those so I could see to proceed. Josh’s arm was bleeding, cut by the glass, and I had a particle in my good eye.
 
The driver who had been behind us came up to the car and offered to take Josh to the hospital. So he and I went while Barbara and Nat stayed with the car. The doctor sewed up Josh’s cut, but didn’t use any anesthesia, and Josh let him know that it hurt!
 
While waiting for us, Barbara turned on the tape in the car and it began playing a hymn, “Trust In Jesus.” She was encouraged.
 
The driver of the Mercedes also stayed and talked with her. It turned out he was a Greek who worked in Germany in a city very near Barbara’s hometown. His tire had blown out and there was nothing he could do to prevent the accident He very sorry for the damage, especially since he had grandchildren Nat and Josh’s ages.
 
When I got back from the hospital, we gathered up our luggage that had been thrown off the roof rack by the impact, and I put it into the back of the car. Although the right rear wheel was bent at quite an angle, the car was still drivable. The man who hit us helped us find a place to stay and put us in touch with a friend whose son was a body man.
 
God’s hand was so obvious in all that happened. The village near where this accident occurred had many Greeks who spoke the language of our adopted country so we could communicate with no problem.
 
We found a reasonable place to stay right on the beach and spent a rather pleasant 8 days waiting for the car to be repaired. And the hotel bill was all paid for by the German Touring Club, as we were members. God’s provision again!
 
Picture: our car after the accident.
 
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