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In the Shakespeare play Romeo and Juliet, Romeo asks the question–“How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.” David poses the similar thought in Psalm 16, “Why do I serve Our God? let me count the reasons…”

While it should be enough that God, “I AM” is God, He offers so much more. He is our refuge, our master and everything within us and around us that is good and of true value–comes from God.  Unlike the God’s created by men–our God does not want our trinket-like sacrifices, He wants our hearts, trust and devotion.  In exchange, like any loving dad, he provides for our needs. In addition, he protects us from the outside onslaughts that are the spiritual war.  He gives us a home and he gives us rest. He also gives us peace and security; and, finally, He even gives us the joy of our salvation.

We, like David, need to embrace the gift we have been given, and look to others as mentors–who have done the same. Ours is not to question God’s methods or plans; ours is to trust and follow Him.  As we do, we cannot help but treasure all that our God provides. “How do I love thee–Lord, truthfully, the ways are countless!”

God Bless You

Keep me safe, O God,
    for I have come to you for refuge.

I said to the Lord, “You are my Master!
    Every good thing I have comes from you.”
The godly people in the land
    are my true heroes!
    I take pleasure in them!
Troubles multiply for those who chase after other gods.
    I will not take part in their sacrifices of blood
    or even speak the names of their gods.

Lord, you alone are my inheritance, my cup of blessing.
    You guard all that is mine.
The land you have given me is a pleasant land.
    What a wonderful inheritance!

I will bless the Lord who guides me;
    even at night my heart instructs me.
I know the Lord is always with me.
    I will not be shaken, for he is right beside me.

No wonder my heart is glad, and I rejoice.[b]
    My body rests in safety.
10 For you will not leave my soul among the dead[c]
    or allow your holy one[d] to rot in the grave.
11 You will show me the way of life,
    granting me the joy of your presence
    and the pleasures of living with you forever.[e]