Man, what a question to start this psalm with! I hated ending that sentence with a preposition, but it had to be done. Otherwise, I’d have had to have written something ridiculous like, “Man! What a question with which to start this psalm!” And that sounds pretentious. If there is one thing I have learned about communication through the years it is that there are a lot of ways to say things. And while grammatically some ways drive me insane, I can’t argue with the fact that they work. Sometimes we have to adapt. Like lately, I have been seeing a lot of posts about what “professionals” look like vs. what they are “supposed” to look like in the eyes of a lot of people who believe suits and ties still have their places in offices. While I don’t want to work in an office where formal dress is required, I know plenty of people who do. So I just let them work in their offices, and I work in mine. That’s how I adapt to that. It absolutely does not bother how they enforce their dress code … unless they beg me to work there or something. Then we’d have a chat. I guess we can call this process “evolution,” yikes, or the process of adaptation. This psalm doesn’t mention adapting, per say, but it does imply that some adapting took place for those who escaped what looks like their captivity in Egypt, (but the notes in my Bible imply this psalm was written by King David, possibly after he defeated the Philistines). Either way, there was some adapting going on then just like we are still adapting to things today.
Sum it up:
What if God was not with us?
Ask yourselves:
What if God was not with us?
Who knows how many battles we would have lost!
Who knows where we may have ended up!
Thank you, Lord,
For never leaving me
And for freeing me from harm
I never even knew existed.
Consistent help comes from You alone.
Writing prompt: adapt
Write about something to which you’ve had to adapt.
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