November is my birth-month, and therefore, my favorite month! (:: cue the confetti ::) I love the feel of it, the sound of it, the taste of the things that come from it (except the PSL and I'm not one bit sorry.) I've always looked forward to Halloween simply because it was only one more wakeup until the best. month. ever. I still get giddy when it's time to flip the calendar.
A few years back, I honored this beloved month by spending each day poring over my favorite Psalm -- Number 139. I gave my morning time entirely to the process of breaking it down line by line, seeking the heart of the Psalmist, looking for the lesson, honoring the old text and sitting at the feet of the new commentary. And each day one word emerged and held the lesson for me.
So why this Psalm? Well, it has served me well. It's where I discovered a God who's insatiably interested in my well-being, but also willing to push me out of the nest in order to see me fly. It's beautiful to me because it illuminates all facets of my walk and work as a Christian. There's a little bit of everything: creation, humility, redemption, lament, praise, crying and even a bit of critical analysis of His omniscience. It's just my kind of word.