My heart is stirred by a noble theme...

A stirred-up heart. That would be refreshing.

No, amazing. That would be AMAZING!

Oh, how frustrating to merely endure the daily grind of life. And the hope that somehow my heart will be better equipped to face tomorrow's circumstances swirls unpredictably beyond my control, like the early autumn leaves the neighbor is blowing from his yard to mine.

How will I respond? The "right" answer is already in my cranium, but the actions and attitude don't resonate.

I don't just need the right answer, the right thought, the perfect advice. My heart needs to be stirred up!

My heart is stirred by a noble theme...

Psalm 45 is richly prophetic in its foretelling of a "most excellent" prince and his "all glorious" royal princess bride.

The Prince. Gracious in all He says, victorious, truthful, humble, righteous, just, anointed with the oil of joy.

The Bride. Enthralling in her beauty, courted by wealth, forsaking her past.

The Bride's past, her suitors only serve to magnify Him.

Stir up my heart! Drizzle the oil of Your joy on me!