Tuesday, May 1, 2007
The righteous shall flourish like a palm tree,
He shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
Those who are planted in the house of the Lord
Shall flourish in the courts of our God.
They shall still bear fruit in old age;
They shall be fresh and flourishing,
To declare that the Lord is upright;
He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him.
How I pray that this would be true of me. As my hair gets more gray, my eyes get more dim, my muscles and bones get more stiff. That I might still bear fruit and declare His goodness.