Do you recognize the voice?

What would God say to an ordinary looking guy like this?  It might surprise you.  What happens when one listens to a Psalm rather than saying it?  I tried it this morning...it's like a glass of icy cool water on a parched day.  Find a quiet place, sit down, get comfortable, relax, imagine your face in the picture above and your name below where it says, "Jim", and listen.  Do you recognize the voice...it is pretty sweet, isn't it?

Psalm 139** 

Jim, I have searched you and known you!

I know when you sit down and when you get up;

I discern your thoughts from afar.

I search out your path and your lying down

and am acquainted with all your ways.

Even before a word is on your tongue,

guess what, Jim, I know it better than you do.

I hem you in, behind and in front,

and lay my hand upon you.

Such knowledge is too wonderful for you;

it is  so high; you cannot possibly attain it.

Where will you go from my Spirit?

Or where will you flee from my presence?

  If you ascend to heaven, I am there!

 If you make your bed in hell, I am there!

 If you take the wings of the morning

and dive into the deepest parts of the sea,

even there my hand will lead you,

and my right hand will hold you.

 If you say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me

and the light about me be night,”

I will say, “even the darkness is not dark to me;

the night is bright as the day,

for darkness is as light with me.”

 For I formed your inward parts;

I knitted you together in your mother's womb.

You can praise me, Jim, because you are fearfully and wonderfully made!

My works are wonderful; your soul knows it very well.

 Your frame was not hidden from me,

when you were being made in secret,

intricately woven in the depths of the earth.

My eyes saw your unformed substance;

in my book was written every detail of it,

I listed the days that were formed for you,

when they did not yet even exist.

How precious to you are my thoughts, Jim!

How vast is the sum of them!

If you would count them, they are more than the sand.

You awake, and you  are still with me.

 Oh, I will slay the wicked, Jim!

O men of blood, depart from, Jim!

Those men speak against me with malicious intent;

my enemies take my name in vain.

 Do you align yourself against those who hate me, Jim?

And do you oppose those who rise up against me?

 You wholeheartedly choose me over them;

You count them your enemies.

 I will search you, Jim, and know you heart!

I will try you and know your thoughts!

And I will see if there is any grievous way in you,

and I will lead you in the way everlasting!

**This is the unauthorized peasant James version.