Psalm 21:1: “The king shall have joy in Your strength, O LORD; / And in Your salvation how greatly shall he rejoice!”

January 27th, 2024 by Pastor Ed in devotional

David was singing a song of praise and worship about the confidence he had in his Lord and Savior’s strength and salvation. There are so many times when God protects us without our even being aware of it, and which won’t be revealed to us until we get to heaven. So we need to, like David, be bold in worshiping Him when we are aware of His protective hand in our lives.

Pastor William M. Tidwell wrote many years ago of the need to remember and worship God for His protection and deliverance. It was a record of a conversation he had with an elderly man:

One day I called upon an old man and during the talk the old man showed me a lock of hair from the head of some child. I asked the old man, “I presume this is a curl cut from the head of some dear child, long since gone to God.” “No,” replied the old man, “it is a lock of my own hair and it is now almost seventy years since it was cut from my head.” “But why prize it so highly?” I asked. “Oh,” said the old man, “it speaks to me of God and His care more than does anything else I possess.” Then he related the following: “When I was a little child, four years of age, I was standing near my father watching him chop wood. As he was chopping, the splinters flew here and there; some fell at my feet and I bent to pick them up. In doing so, I fell forward and in a moment my curly head lay upon the log just under the stroke of the axe. It was too late to stop the blow. Down came the axe. I screamed and my father fell to the ground in terror. He thought he had killed his boy. We soon recovered. He took me in his arms and searched my body from head to foot for the deadly wound he was sure he had inflicted, but not a scar, nor a drop of blood could be found. He then knelt upon the ground and gave thanks to God for His gracious care. Having done this, he took up his axe and found a few hairs upon its blade. Then turning to the log he found the curl, which you now see, sharply cut from my head. How great the escape the angel of the Lord had delivered. This lock my father kept all the days of his life, and then left it to me as a memorial of God’s faithfulness and care. It tells of my father’s God and mine. I have several tokens of my heavenly Father’s love from these many years, but somehow this speaks most plainly to my heart. It used to speak to my father’s heart. It now speaks to mine.”

“LORD, we humbly thank You today for the times we see Your hand move on our behalf, and also for the times we do not see but are confident You have done and will continue to do until we meet in eternity.”