This day

This day is this scripture fulfilled in your ears.
Luke iv.21
Every day and every night speak the goodness of God, and when they have finished their testimony, leave it to the next day and night to say the same.
Matthew Henry

Sunday at Christ's Fellowship we sang the old hymn, Blessed Assurance. "This is my story, this is my song, praising my Savior, all the day long". I must confess that is not always the case. Intruding into that testimony of praise and goodness are long silent pauses, uncomfortable pauses as when on a phone with someone who does not know how to keep the conversation flowing.
I am silent in my sin, in my self-absorption, silent in any number of distractions. Interspersed within the silence come bits of praise and thanksgiving. Small attempts to praise a Sovereign God.
Constant though, in the silence, is the underlying, ongoing prayer for mercy.
For grace.
For myself
For loved ones
for the world