Another Day

By Eugenia Price

Once again Eugenia Price offers inspiration and insight to the countless readers who have shared her journey toward discovery through the years.

In Another Day she leads her readers through familiar and favorite passages from the Bible, quoting verses which have been most meaningful to her. For each there is a story of how she has applied these passages to her own life and how they can work for you as well.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Turner Publishing Company
• Release date: Aug 17, 2021
• ISBN: 9781684427383

Eugenia Price

Eugenia Price, a bestselling writer of nonfiction and fiction for more than 30 years, converted to Christianity at the age of 33. Her list of religious writings is long and impressive, and many titles are considered classics of their genre.

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How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.

Psalm 139:1 7-18

When I awake, I am still with thee.

I searched and thought a long time before choosing a theme for the first of our shared days. And during the very time spent choosing, I realized something: without having actually defined the reason, without having ever said I have a favorite psalm, I have one. It is Psalm 139. I have used portions of it in other non-fiction books, in my novel Maria, and most important here, I go to it when I am dull or tired or troubled or just wondering what to read in the Bible on any day. Invariably I turn to that psalm. I have only one bookmark in the Old Testament portion of my Bible. It is at Psalm 139.

You will find other pages here based on its profound, beautifully written verses, but there can be no better way for us to begin another day together than to stop here—really stop—and let it soak in that the God who created mountains and winding creeks and lilacs and glossy pine needles and sky is thinking about us today. When we awakened this day, we were not alone: …when I awake, I am still with thee.

I’m sure you have duties pressing you now. I have, but I’ve stopped long enough to take in some of the overwhelming fact that He is thinking about me this minute.

The God of the universe is thinking about you—this minute—at this beginning of another day.

How precious … are thy thoughts unto me, O God!

Psalm 139:17

How often have you heard people complain, God just doesn’t hear me anymore when I pray? What do we really mean when we register that complaint? Do we mean that for some odd reason, the God who created and redeemed us has suddenly grown bored with hearing us call to Him? Do we mean that He is simply too busy today to bother with us? I’ve often heard believers say in what they evidently hope is humility, Oh, I don’t trouble the Lord with small things like that. Intended or not, such statements are an insult to the One who took the time to say from the mouth of Jesus Himself that the Father cares when even one sparrow falls to the ground.

For this day, I vow I’m going to stop every busy hour or so to remind myself that Almighty God is, in the midst of whatever occupies my mind and hands, not only thinking thoughts unto me, He is, by that very real contact, adding to me at the center of my being.

After all, would it be possible to have direct contact with the Creator Himself and not be re-created? Not one but three repairmen are coming to make noises and talk in my house today. Today, with unusually hard writing to do on my novel in progress. Will God be unmindful of all that? Not on your life.

How precious … are thy thoughts unto me, O God!

I should count them [God’s thoughts of us] they are more in number than the sand …

Psalm 139:18

I happen to live on an island. I don’t go to the beach anymore because it is developed almost into the sea. But more than twenty years ago, when I first moved here, my friend Joyce Blackburn and I spent hours on the then restfully empty stretches of St. Simons sand. Needless to say, we didn’t try to count the grains. There are too many. We would have been overwhelmed by the effort. Anyone would.

Are God’s thoughts of us that great in number? They are more in number than the sand.

Does that sound as though God is too busy to bother with helping me figure out my bank balance? Or quiet my mind when I am anxious? Does that sound as though His time for me is limited in any way? Does it sound as though He is able to concentrate on my need of the right word for only a few minutes at a time? Does it sound as though you are entitled to only a few minutes of His time when you’re afraid, as you may be right now, of what lies ahead in this day? Of what may lie ahead in it? Does that sound as though Almighty God is too busy with cosmic problems to realize that you are in desperate need of Him today when you have to keep that difficult appointment? When you visit that nursing home, won’t He know you’re there needing His own words of comfort, of understanding?

Think about it. Even those who have never seen a beach know about sand.

"… they are more in number than the sand."

Psalm 139:18

The same portion of Psalm 139 again? Yes. There are times when, as I read and reread these ancient lines, I feel as though an entire book could be written on this one psalm with material to spare. The human misconception that we shouldn’t bother God with the small incidents and problems in our daily lives is so wide that we can never dwell enough on these