Psalm 8:3-4

English Standard Version (ESV): When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?

Directions:  Choose a translation of the Bible that you easily understand, but that has depth of meaning.  I recommend that you keep a special journal just for praying the Psalms.  Try praying the Psalms for yourself before reading my version of these verses.  The point of this method is for the Spirit to speak with your heart and that you will commune with God about how your own experience relates to His word.  I only include my sample to help you understand what I mean in the steps and because it is always good for Christians to share their thoughts about God and experiences with Him.

Step 1:  Choose a verse or two from one of the Psalms and write it out in a notebook. 

Step 2: After reading a thought from the verse, begin writing your own version of that thought.  This is not exactly paraphrasing the Psalmist’s words although you can paraphrase if you wish.  This is taking the thought and applying it to your own life and changing the words to fit your own experience.  Continue writing about your experience with God until you no longer have anything more to say.

Step 3:  Go to the next thought in the verse and repeat Step 2. 

Step 4:  Continue this process until you feel satisfied that you are finished or until the verse’s thoughts are finished.

My version (verses 3-4): As I watched lightning fingers streak across the sky accompanied by intermittent strobe flashes behind dark clouds, I stood in awe of Your power. As the shadow of the sun covered the moon in a total lunar eclipse, I gazed in wonder at the diamond-speckled night sky. As the moon became obscured, more and more glittering sprinkles appeared between the usual bright stars. You are the holder of all those millions of gas giants that appeared as sparkling specks to my unaided eyes. You control energy infinitely greater than the electrical storm that lit up the southern sky, yet You see me. You always have me in Your mind. Even as powerful forces converge around me, You hold me in Your nail-scarred hands. You find value in me where others see worthless mediocrity. The King of the universe loves me!