As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him; for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust. The life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more.  But from everlasting to everlasting the Lord’s love is with those who fear him, and his righteousness with their children’s children— with those who keep his covenant and remember to obey his precepts.

Psalm 103:13 – 18 (Here and there)

This morning, October 12, 2018, I hope to see Dr. Adiga, cancer specialist, who will give me the results of my bone marrow tests of a week ago. I along with Anna Ruth, Jane and Glenn, will soon leave our place to have time with him. I am aware of the fact (something I knew but now understand more,) that my physical concern intersects, somehow, with my spiritual concerns.  I used to need strength, now I need compassion!

So, Ps 103 is my song, for this morning, and for my life. I do need compassion.  While I had full physical strength, for these many amazing days of walking with Jesus, I now feel somewhat humbled, as my strength declines, and as I embrace my mortality.

I am with David – I know that the Lord knows all about me, He knows my body that is, in reality, like all bodies, dust!  Or like grass and flowers are here today gone tomorrow.

This is not bad news but good.  The Psalmist speaks my line.  But from everlasting to everlasting the Lord’s love is with those who fear him.

So I am surrounded by His love.  Completely enfolded in it!  In that my soul is not only at rest but is praising His name forever.