We arrived last week to find guys working on our lovely old oak tree that had started dropping limbs. It really did need to come down, but I cried at the loss of one more thing in our lives after of month of saying hello and goodbye to so many people. I couldn't help but think of Psalm 1.
Psalm 1 reminds us that in the end there are only two ways to live. And whatever else happens in our lives today, the crucial bottom-line question is which of the two ways described in this psalm will we embrace? Beneath the never-ending list of "to do's" clamoring for our attention lies the fundamental choice to receive instruction and influence either from God or from fools.
Will we listen to the voice of life or to the voices of death? Will we breathe in God's life-giving instruction, sinking deep roots (v.3), or will we breathe in the empty instruction of those who "will not stand in the judgement" (v.5)? Will the trials still to come in our lives prove us to be deep-rooted trees, incapable of being blown over, or will they show us to be chaff, blown away by the slightest breeze? ~Devotional Psalter