What will you recite for the king in this season of hope? Will it be a cry of despair? joy? gratefulness? frustration? uncertainty? desperation?

The Psalmist writes our “heart is stirring with a noble song; let me recite what I have fashioned for the king; my tongue shall be the pen of a skilled writer.” (Psalm. 45:1)

You may not feel like a skilled writer. Your tongue may not always drip with the “oil of gladness” that has so graciously been anointed on you by the Father. However, now is the season for hope. Now, is the season to “hear, consider and listen closely,” forgetting the noise of the world. Hear that Our Father takes pleasure in all your beauty and your cries (Psalm 45:11-12). Consider your sure refuge. Listen and wait in silence for the One who oils your squeaky heart with gladness. Honor and welcome Him today by preparing your heart with loving kindness. May the noble song stirring in your heart flow from your lips in perfect harmony to the One who placed it deep within you.

Heavenly Father, thank you for placing a new song in our hearts through the coming of your Son, Our Savior Jesus Christ. We give thanks in knowing that the songs we sing to you, in silence or aloud, are always pleasing and skillful in Your eyes. May You stir within our hearts a song of gratitude as we place our hope in You. Amen.