My heart moves. Thump, thump, thump. I open my eyes to the sun that peeks through my blinds. I shake off the cobwebs that seem to encompass my sleeping brain. It’s all I can do to move my weak limbs out of the bed. Finally my feet hit the ground, not fully, but just enough to grab my bible and climb back into bed.
As I raise the blinds, I feel this odd sense of déjà vu. As my eyes catch sight of Philadelphia, this silly smile comes across my face. What is this?
I’m smiling. I’m smiling again. I’m smiling again when I’m alone. It is enough to bring tears to my eyes. My heart is full and happy. Even in my loneliness I am happy. All I can do is rejoice to the one who all my joy comes from. As I close my eyes to pray, my heart sings songs of unbounded praise.
I’m feeling. I’m alone and I’m feeling. And man it feels good.
“I will exalt you, Lord,
for you lifted me out of the depths
and did not let my enemies gloat over me.
Lord my God, I called to you for help,
and you healed me.
You, Lord, brought me up from the realm of the dead;
you spared me from going down to the pit.
Sing the praises of the Lord, you his faithful people;
praise his holy name.
For his anger lasts only a moment,
but his favor lasts a lifetime;
weeping may stay for the night,
but rejoicing comes in the morning.
When I felt secure, I said,
“I will never be shaken.”
Lord, when you favored me,
you made my royal mountain stand firm;
but when you hid your face,
I was dismayed.
To you, Lord, I called;
to the Lord I cried for mercy:
“What is gained if I am silenced,
if I go down to the pit?
Will the dust praise you?
Will it proclaim your faithfulness?
Hear, Lord, and be merciful to me;
Lord, be my help.”
You turned my wailing into dancing;
you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent.
Lord my God, I will praise you forever.”