Dear Father God, How do I begin to thank You for the gift of Your Word? It is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path (Psalm 119:105) and oh, how I need that light. Without it, I stumble. Without it, my soul grows hollow and hungry, grasping at things that cannot satisfy. Your Word is the bread I cannot live without. The water my spirit craves in the dry and weary places. So, I come to You today with open hands and an open heart. Open my eyes, Lord. Not just to read the words on the page, but to see to truly comprehend the depths hidden there. The treasures buried beneath the surface, waiting for the one who seeks with their whole heart. Give me understanding greater than I have ever known. Make me teachable. Make me willing. Quiet the pride in me that thinks it already knows. Replace it with the hunger of a student who has so much yet to learn. I want Your instruction. I desire it. Help me to be diligent. Father, faithfully placing Your Word inside my soul each and every day. Not as...
Psalm 119:133 “Direct my steps by Your word, and let no iniquity have dominion over me.” Reflection When I first felt the stirring to write my devotional, Crushed but Fragrant, I did not fully understand the weight of those words. I thought perhaps it was simply a title, something meaningful, yet distant. But now… I see it differently. Now I understand that each day carries its own testing. From the moment I open my eyes, life begins to press in demands, decisions, weariness, and the quiet battles no one else sees. And in those moments, I realise just how much I need the Lord to guide my every step. So today, I choose not to walk alone. I take His Word as my lamp and my direction. I hold onto Psalm 119:133, asking Him to order my steps, to keep me steady, and to guard my heart from anything that seeks to take hold where it does not belong. I find myself longing for wisdom real wisdom, the kind that steadies the soul. And He reminds me in Psalm 19:7 that His Word is perfect, resto...