Nothing could cheer her
up that day
So overwhelmed she felt.
A battle was raging in
her mind against God
"Lord, it’s not fair!
Hannah complained
There is no end in sight
Neither are there any
benefits
Yet you never let me
leave this difficult environment
Day in and day out over
the years
Though I have cried,
yelled, pleaded and even stood on my head."
Just then a
message was delivered to her
She leaned nonchalantly
to read it.
She almost jumped to her
feet
"What!
Where did you say I ‘m
going?
On a sponsored trip overseas!
Why me, why should I
even be included on something totally unrelated to me”! She exclaimed.
Unbelievable! But true!
God did you have
something to do with it
I have just been talking
to you.
Psalm
139
Complete
Jewish Bible
139 (0) For the leader. A psalm of David:
(1) Adonai, you have probed me, and you know me.
2 You know when I sit and when I stand up,
you discern my inclinations from afar,
3 you scrutinize my daily activities.
You are so familiar with all my ways
4 that before I speak even a word, Adonai,
you know all about it already.
5 You have hemmed me in both behind and in front
and laid your hand on me.
6 Such wonderful knowledge is beyond me,
far too high for me to reach.
7 Where can I go to escape your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
8 If I climb up to heaven, you are there;
if I lie down in Sh’ol, you are there.
9 If I fly away with the wings of the dawn
and land beyond the sea,
10 even there your hand would lead me,
your right hand would hold me fast.
11 If I say, “Let darkness surround me,
let the light around me be night,”
12 even darkness like this
is not too dark for you;
rather, night is as clear as day,
darkness and light are the same.
13 For you fashioned my inmost being,
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I thank you because I am awesomely made,
wonderfully; your works are wonders —
I know this very well.
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes could see me as an embryo,
but in your book all my days were already written;
my days had been shaped
before any of them existed.
17 God, how I prize your thoughts!
How many of them there are!
18 If I count them, there are more than grains of sand;
if I finish the count, I am still with you.
