a psalm that is a rock

I've been kinda spooked for the last 2 weeks adjusting to the "no matter what happens, always be thankful" thing.

Verse 23 talks about "anxious thoughts". I think that's what I've got these days, anxious thoughts. I don't know what this "no matter what happens" stuff means. Two years ago, I would be hanging from the ceiling fan with worry. Now, I'm just kinda waiting, kinda anxious about the unknown, but not paralyzed with worry.

Maybe anxious isn't a good word. Maybe "anticipating" what's ahead would be a better way of putting it. It's kinda like that anticipation we get right before we go on stage, or have a really cool lunch with someone we're crazy about, or right before we start a new "something" in our life.

This psalm has been a real rock for me during the last 2 years, especially verse 5. I guess I'm gonna have to continue to hold on to it this year.

Psalm 139:1 O LORD, you have examined my heart I've been
and know everything about me.
2 You know when I sit down or stand up.
You know my thoughts even when I'm far away.
3 You see me when I travel
and when I rest at home.
You know everything I do.
4 You know what I am going to say
even before I say it, LORD.
5 You both precede me and follow me.
You place your hand of blessing on my head.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too great for me to understand!

7 I can never escape from your Spirit!
I can never get away from your presence!
8 If I go up to heaven, you are there;
if I go down to the grave,* you are there.
9 If I ride the wings of the morning,
if I dwell by the farthest oceans,
10 even there your hand will guide me,
and your strength will support me.
11 I could ask the darkness to hide me
and the light around me to become night—
12 but even in darkness I cannot hide from you.
To you the night shines as bright as day.
Darkness and light are the same to you.

13 You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
and knit me together in my mother's womb.
14 Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
15 You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
16 You saw me before I was born.
Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out
before a single day had passed.

17 How precious are your thoughts about me, O God.
They cannot be numbered!
18 I can't even count them;
they outnumber the grains of sand!
And when I wake up,
you are still with me!

19 O God, if only you would destroy the wicked!
Get out of my life, you murderers!
20 They blaspheme you;
your enemies misuse your name.
21 O LORD, shouldn't I hate those who hate you?
Shouldn't I despise those who oppose you?
22 Yes, I hate them with total hatred,
for your enemies are my enemies.

23 Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
24 Point out anything in me that offends you,
and lead me along the path of everlasting life.