Come, ye children, hearken unto me: I will teach you the fear of the Lord. — Psalm 34:11 KJV
Come, you children, listen to me;
I will teach you the fear of the Lord. — Psalm 34:11 NASB
Reflection
As Christians, we should regularly set aside time to study God’s Word and seek His wisdom. Let His teachings shape your thoughts, decisions, and actions.
Approach God with humility, acknowledging that you always have more to learn. Be open to His correction and guidance.
Reflect on God’s majesty and love. Let a sense of awe and respect for Him influence your daily life, leading you to live in a way that honors Him.
God is inviting us to learn and grow in our relationship with Him. It encourages us to seek His wisdom and live in reverence of His holiness. As we do, we will find that our lives are enriched with a deeper understanding of who God is and how we can live in a way that pleases Him.
My Prayer
Lord, I lift up to You my hopes, dreams, and worries. I ask that You take control of every aspect of my life. Guide my decisions, shape my thoughts, and align my actions with Your will. May Your peace, which surpasses all understanding, guard my heart and mind in Christ Jesus.
Father, I also lift up to You my loved ones. Bless them and keep them in Your care. Provide for their needs and draw them closer to You. May they experience Your love and grace in profound ways.
Thank You, Lord, for hearing my prayer. I trust in Your unfailing love and Your perfect timing. In all things, may Your will be done. In Jesus’ name, I pray. Amen.
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Author
Alona Smith writes like she sketches—quick strokes, bold colors, no eraser. She ran a small-town art studio before VerseForTheDay invited her to swap charcoal for chapters, yet paint still flecks her keyboard. Dawn finds her barefoot on the porch, swirling watercolors across a travel Bible, letting sunrise seep into the margins. Neighbors wave as she bikes to the farmers’ market, basket rattling with sunflowers and Psalms scribbled on kraft-paper price tags.Alona trusts that Scripture behaves like clay: press your palms in, and a vessel appears where empty air once lived. Afternoon workshops with foster teens prove the point; they mold hope into coffee mugs, then watch steam carry it forward.Diplomas? Only framed sketches of hands lifted in worship. Awards? A dog-eared gratitude list taped to her fridge. Open her reflections when cynicism scratches—she’ll slide a brush into your grip and show you light hiding in the smear of everyday color.