Showing posts with label psalm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label psalm. Show all posts
Thursday, May 27, 2021
A Rhythm of Reading the Psalter
What I've discovered from reading the Psalms regularly is a friendship with this book of the Bible that's our prayerbook.
Thursday, April 13, 2017
God Who Understands
Psalm 56
When life abruptly changes
God have mercy
on me.
When friends become betrayers
God have mercy
on me.
When I have been wrongly accused
God have mercy
on me.
When the next step is utterly dark
God have mercy
on me.
When I feel alone in the wilderness
God have mercy
on me.
When I struggle to trust you
God have mercy
on me.
Remind me of your faithful love,
God of mercy.
Be my companion, my savior,
God of
gentleness.
All my hope is in you,
God who
overcomes.
You have traveled the path of suffering yourself
and you travel
it with me.
Thanks be to you, O God.
Labels:
abandonment,
brokenness,
compassion,
darkness,
desert,
gentleness,
grace,
Lent,
prayer,
psalm
Monday, March 27, 2017
A Lived Psalm
Psalm 23
Loving God, I have lived this psalm.
Not the flowery King James Version, but the straightforward Common English one.
You have kept me alive through my darkest hour,
leading me to restful waters—the river, the marsh, the
lake—
when I was so very dry within,
when tears had wrung me out.
When I lost almost everything
I came to know that you are everything.
I lack nothing for I have you.
Though others proclaimed me worthless,
you welcomed me to a lavish feast,
feeding me love in heaps and mounds,
overflowing, extravagant love.
You bathed my broken soul with oil,
gratitude spills out of my full heart!
I now know that you never stop pursuing me.
We will always dwell together.
My home is found in you!
Labels:
brokenness,
darkness,
generosity,
Lent,
life,
prayer,
psalm,
redemption,
suffering,
trust
Wednesday, March 22, 2017
Lament
Psalm 22
My God, my God
have you left us all alone?
have you turned away from our anguish?
Do you not see what is happening?
Snarling dogs pounce on the weak—
besting the aged for food,
tearing families apart,
trampling the gentle,
attacking the poor.
When they lose a crumb from their enormous loaf
the rich blame the hungry for their “loss.”
They trust might and weapons, feeding on these
until they are glutted,
while compassion and mercy fade into oblivion.
But the new day reminds me that you are constant.
You have not abandoned us. It is we
who have abandoned you, trusting in wealth and weapons,
in power and possessions, and not in your ways,
which work like yeast, steady, unseen.
Expand our hope, grow our compassion,
crowd out our fear, fill us with love
until we sing praise,
until our lives ring true,
until we resist evil.
Thursday, March 16, 2017
Bless the Lord
Psalm 78:1-4, 52-55
Bless the Lord, O my soul
for God, the faithful
does not leave me alone,
but is always with me
through storms and sunshine.
Bless the Lord, O my soul
for God, the nurturer
led me through my darkest hour
so I could endure my trial
and emerge with stronger faith and love.
Bless the Lord, O my soul
for God, my advocate,
who knows the truth of who I am,
and surrounds me with friends who know this truth
so I can claim it for myself.
Bless the Lord, O my soul
for God, the merciful,
who does not hold my failures against me,
whose memory of my sin is short
and whose love is long and generous.
Bless the Lord, O my soul
for God, the playful,
who fills my life with laughter,
who revels in relationships
of mutuality and depth.
Bless the Lord, O my soul
for God, the creator
of coffee, chocolate and wine,
of sunrises, oaks and sparrows,
of color, music and mountains.
Bless the Lord, O my soul!
Labels:
blessing,
celebration,
devotion,
grace,
gratitude,
Lent,
love,
poetry,
praise,
psalm,
remembering,
worship
Saturday, March 11, 2017
Visual Praise
Psalm 147
Sing songs of praise to God
for the glory of
creation!
Do not keep silent
in the presence
of God’s diversity!
Birds and bugs, fish and flowers,
trees and their
fruit, seasons and weather,
stars and soil, vegetables and oceans,
animals of every
color, shape and disposition,
and people of every hue and size and belief—
you made and
love them all!
We all reflect your glory,
though some
would deny it in themselves and in others.
May I see you today
in every bird
and everybody,
in every leaf and in my food,
in sun and
clouds and wind,
in water and blossoms and bugs,
even in the
small, the irritating and mean.
May I see you today in every moment and person and place.
Give me eyes that praise you
with love and adoration for all you have made.
Labels:
animals,
attentiveness,
celebration,
creation,
Lent,
love,
poetry,
praise,
psalm,
reverence,
wonder
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