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PROFIT IN THE FEAR OF GOD PT 2




Psalm 34:7–10
7The angel of the Lord encampeth
Round about them that fear him, and delivereth them.
8.O taste and see that the Lord is good:
Blessed is the man that trusteth in him.
9.O fear the Lord, ye his saints:
For there is no want to them that fear him.
10The young lions do lack, and suffer hunger:
But they that seek the Lord shall not want any good thing.

Many times i have told the Lord to help me please him. I happen to have a REAL relationship with the person of CHRIST (Ever grateful for that) and so i find myself being conscious of his feelings. 

He has emotions too and so i gotta obey his instruction from scripture and personal revelation; not only because its for my good but because i care about him. That is what it means to fear the Lord.

Psalm 34, makes clear the profit in the fear of God.
1.The angel of God encampeth around you and delivers you from satan and his agents.

Not long ago, some robbers came to our street. They robbed a young man, took off all electronics in his apartment.
They came to ours, while we slept and they cut open the padlocks on our gates(both entrances. I heard the sound of a falling something but i never knew we were about to be raided.

Men and brethren, they never opened the gates and they never went in. I wondered what stopped them. It must have been an angel of the Lord.
That's one benefit of the fear of God.

2.NO want
He meets my needs. He will meet yours. No want means No LACK.

3.You shall lack no good thing.
Here, it got specific. You shall lack NO GOOD THING.

Would you dare to walk in the fear of God?
Rather than fear hunger,losing a boyfriend or sugar mum and dad, some cash or popularity?
All those wont protect you nor GENUINELY and UNCONDITIONALLY care for you like JESUS DOES FOR HIS OWN.

Fear God; Feel LOVE
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