The year I became 50, I believe I received a very special birthday gift. But, of
course, that is in the mind of the reader to decide. I could say all manner of
things as to my credibility but it still comes down to your discernment. I will
recall for you every step of my unfolding experience.
I recall waking early, getting up from bed, remembering that it was my birthday.
I recall that I stopped in the doorway of the bedroom and thought, “Half a century
I am half a century old Well, I guess I’d better start this day right...I should read
In my mind came the answer, “Yes..”
“But, where would I read?”
“But, so many Psalms Which one?”
“One hundred thirty nine.”
“Are there that many Psalms? Well, one thing for sure, I better wash my hair.
I don’t want to look bad on this day ”
So, I didn’t read Psalms, but I didn’t forget. I just put it off. I did my hair, powdered my nose, dressed, answered the phone several times.
Glancing at the clock, I couldn’t imagine where the time had gone. Almost dinner time.
It was our habit that my husband, Glenn, would eat dinner, and then lay down on
the couch for a few minutes needed rest. I would sit in the chair, reading a book with my eye on the clock, and wake him in time to get back to work on time.
So we ate, Glenn laid down, and I sat down. I had a new book sent out by Guideposts: Arthur Gordon’s “Through Many Windows”. It was laying by my side
and I picked up -not the Bible - but my new book. I opened it carefully because it was new and turned the first pages.
On the second page, all by itself, was this quote:
“If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, behold thou art there”....Psalms 139.
I sat stunned for a minute. I remember thinking something about a brick wall
falling on me...and I picked up my Bible. As I read Psalms 139, all I could do
was praise the Lord. All I could think was of His faithfulness and how He
loved me. I consider it my most lasting and precious gift ever.