Thursday, June 25, 2026

Bev Psalm 37 L

 Love is like a lovely look into your heart.

   It’s all encompassing and overwhelming

   When it is that perfect love of Jesus Christ:

   Charity.

Listen carefully, You’re not alone anymore;

   loneliness is abolished from your life.

Liberated from a load of self-doubt, because

   now you know that you are cherished.

Lightened from this burden, no longer

   limping from fear or longing, we are open

   to acts of service from, and improved acts

   of service to others.

Leaning on the Spirit, we begin to see our

   unique place within our sphere of friends,

   neighbors and fellow Saints.

Learning from the Lord’s point of view, we

   are aware of our meaningful purpose

   here on our patch of His wheatfield.

Little pieces, we covenant-keeping disciples

   in every nation of the world, are hidden

   until the whole is raised by our influence.

Leaven in God’s bread of life, the lamb

   will lay down with the lion and Lucifer will

   lose his power; peace, truth and

   Righteousness will reign as Lord of Hosts.



  

 

 

Bev Psalm 37: M

 Mystery, a Hebrew term referring to the

   Mysteries of Godliness, not to the ones

   Sherlock, Poirot, Longmire or the

   Grantchester’s team draw me into nightly.

Murder mysteries or whodunnits keep us

   guessing, trying to puzzle out the killer’s

   motive, finding clues that banish red-herrings,

   revealing the innocence of flawed suspects.

Mystical is not to be confused with mystery,

   even if this word does point to another

   worldly realm.

Masterful minds dive deeply into the moments

   of motivations overwhelming us on our

   life’s spiritual journey. God grants us a

  guide to solving eternal pathways.

Most of us miss the inspired nudges because

   we are lazy in our study habits, lackadaisical

   and unmotivated to put in the time, yes, hours

   to show our God that we REALLY want to

   Know His way.

Magnifying glass in hand, symbolically speaking,

   we enter into the Mountain of the Lord’s House,

   where our souls are lifted towards heaven and

   answers to prayers received. We learn the

   Mysteries of Godliness there.

Motivated on this mountain habitat, measuring

   heights of soul-stretching that occurs, we align

   our will to God’s, and a mighty change takes place.

Majestic moments, when the mantle falls upon our

   shoulders to mold us into new creatures, born

   again, we minister with love: Our life’s mission!



 

Bev Psalm 37: N

 Nancy Drew I’m not, but magnifying glass

   in hand, I’ve discovered that during many

   hours of scripture study, I find patterns.

Now, as I seek, ask and knock, a most

   remarkable thing occurs and I recognize

   the Holy Ghost has unquestionably helped

   me discern connections, previously not seen.

Numbers have recently popped into my

   peripheral view. Not clearly in focus yet, but

   immerging. Are they signs God is pleased

   that I’ve noticed?

New information of a death today. He was age

   60 and died 06 06 2026. Seems an unlikely

   age and date, yet it draws my attention.

Neighbors saw him slumped in a chair on the

   back patio. No family or friends found; he’ll

   be buried as indigent in an unmarked grave.

No name, needs unmet, neglected and yet he

   is known! By whom you ask? He is a child of

   God; his Father in Heaven, father of his spirit,

   knows him well; watched over him for years.

Noticing this death, my heart is overcome with

   grief. Such a tragedy that narrowed down

   nature to this final farewell. I pray for him,

   mourn for him and write this psalm for him.

Nurtured by the numbers that led to my noticing,

   I’ve received the Comforter as promised to me

   at baptism and confirmation. Peace nourishes:

   A peace that surpasses all understanding,

   not as the world gives, but as Christ gives.



Bev Psalm 37: O

 Offering a little more tithing this month and an

   extra fast offering. My tithe money goes

   towards building the temples that I love.

O God, the Eternal Father accept my widow’s

   mite. Use it to feed and clothe the poor and

   needy around the world.

Obeying is an easy principle for me. My heart

   is filled with gratitude for grocery lists of

   onions and olive oil, orange soda and smelly

   old blue cheese. I live in plenty on that monthly

   Social Security check.

Organized spreadsheets have led to paid-off

   credit cards and bills. I live in an ongoing

   oasis of plenty.

Owe nothing, out of debt was my motto. Now

   I find fulfillment in time of my own to study

   the scriptures, meditate and pray often, even

   hourly if I want.

Obtaining God’s will and favor are my goals.

   Oh sure, I do other things too for hobbies

   like family history research and Jig Saw

   Puzzles, that bring me delight.

Open communication with my Savior is an

   Ongoing dialogue in my mind and heart.

   Thankful for this, my gratitude overflows.

   The windows of heaven open wide.

Our God wishes to pour out these tender

   mercies, blessings to obtain, for sure.

   Does it occur to you He outperforms us all?

   He is the Origin of all we have or need.

   Praise be to God Almighty.  



 

Bev Psalm 37: P

 

Patriotic Sunday, March 31st, kicks off a year of

   celebrating the 250th anniversary of our nation’s birth.

Past weekend, Memorial Day remembrances set the

   tone of reflection. Men and women served in military

   action from the Revolutionary War, Civil War, World

   wars and recent conflicts.

Praises sung, flags flown, marching bands signal the

   thrill of triumph; the living celebrate, while comrades

   died for our freedom.

Parade of centuries, history honored; stories told of

   heroes who persisted in duty to country, portrayed

   their country’s pride, when they really didn’t want such

   public acclaim, yet the price was paid.

Preservation of a promised land foretold by prophets, a

   land of freedom where God has led people,

   persecuted for their beliefs, to lay a foundation where

   the gospel in its purity could be restored in 1830.

Profound thoughts engage my soul in gratitude for those

   who came before. Christ’s pure church now on earth

   blesses us with power because patriot’s perseverance

   means we live in peace.

Ponder that precarious state in a world rife with wars and

   rumors of war. These wars have a purpose: scatter

   refugees to lands of freedom to be gathered into

   Christ’s gospel net, like at the ancient sea of Galilee.

Prayer for our nation and it’s leaders, as well as for the

   poor and needy, O Jehovah, may Thy work roll forth in

   power and majesty to prepare a people for Thy Second

   coming, a land promised to be fruitful in the knowledge

   of the Lord.



Bev Psalm 37: Q

 

Quiet moments of reflection allow the Spirit

   to testify of God’s great love for me.

Questions about what’s next for me to do

   that I might know God’s will for me today.

Quickened with a solemn understanding

   I move slowly toward revelations:

Quality time with family and friends is the

   answer; ministering and testifying by

   my words and actions.

Quartz crystals, gems and minerals collected

   and passed on to a grandson that he might

   study the bounty of this earth.

Quest for seashells from the Pacific Isles

   over years, ranging in size from tiny to large,

   so numerous, they bring delight to another

   grandchild living far inland from any sea.

Quantum connections with my daughter.

   unspoken yet quiet communications to

   solve life’s puzzles making complete a

   picture of perfect unity.

Queens we may become, to our God with the

   Quintessential queries posed in His temple;

   To reign with our King of Kings forever and ever.







 

Bev Psalm 37: R

 

Remember O Remember that poem Bob wrote

   for me…my love is like a rose, he said.

Robust as it unfolds from a tightly closed bud

   to a fully open blossom, unafraid of facing

   life’s sun and rain.

Rejoicing in my love’s embrace, his kind and

   loyal presence, a refuge to my life’s storms,

   his reasoning my rock.

Resolved to reunite beyond the veil, I reflect

   on that day when across the altar in the

   temple we were sealed for eternity.

Reboot that dead computer by laying on his

   hands in Priesthood authority in Mexico’s

   second bilingual FamilySearch Center.

Restoring quality in our union from low ebbs

   and doubts, to saying, “What if we act as if?”

   and love blooms again.

Rebuilding, was his life’s mission, reading his

   solace and studying foreign languages his

   passion. Realizing his God asked him to

   serve as a Mission Leader, he’s qualified on 

   on both sides of the veil.

Reconciled to Christ, continues to rise and

   reign, revealed in robes of splendor to unite

   with me and create worlds without end.