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There it is, in black and white, OMG is among the top Twitter abbreviations.  O my God!  A term commonly used by teenagers and young adults as an expression of surprise or amazement, especially in instant messaging or other social media.  This little expression has been so misused and overused that today as I read Psalm 25, I was stopped in my tracks at verse 2.

"O my God, in you I trust;
let my not be put to shame;
let not my enemies exult over me."

I could barely get past the phrase "O my God" without hearing it in a teenage girl's voice.  A phrase once used by the humble and contrite to express the deep longings of their heart, is now redefined by a generation that has forsaken God.  I would love to call it ironic but it's what a nation does that turns their back on God.  We take the familiar items of worship and veneration and we alter our perception and dispell the original meaning. 

Psalm 25 was the second passage of Scripture I read on the night I gave my life to Christ.  It penetrated deep into my new found heart that night and it still takes my breath away some 30 years later.  Don't let the world redefine the precious truths of God's Word...after all, it was authored by God, not Twitter. 



[Recommendation for Today: Take a few minutes from your busy schedule and read Psalm 25.  If you can make the time (which I know you can), then read it several times, meditating on each verse and asking God to reveal Himself to you through this Psalm today.  You can find it online at www.BibleGateway.com.  Better yet, memorize the one verse that stands out to you and chew on it this week.]

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