I think I may have found my life verse.
I was reading my daily psalm yesterday and came to Ps. 71:18.
So even to old age and gray hairs / O God, do not forsake me / until I proclaim your might to another generation / your power to all those to come.
Wow. My heart so longs for that. To be a scribe in the court of Heaven! To be one who proclaims the name of the Lord, His might, His power, His love, His goodness to the next generation and to all those who come! You can go do big exploits, you can go set nations free, you can bring the children up out of Egypt, but me? I want to tell the stories about it. I want to tell the stories of the Lord’s goodness in the land of the living.
I want to tell the stories of the Lord’s goodness in the land of the living.
“So even to old age and gray hairs, O God, do not forsake me! Not until I have told the next generation of your might! Not until I have proclaimed your power to all those to come!”