Image via Wikipedia1 When I call, give me answers. God, take my side! Once, in a tight place, you gave me room;
Now I'm in trouble again: grace me! hear me!
2 You rabble—how long do I put up with your scorn?
How long will you lust after lies?
How long will you live crazed by illusion?
3 Look at this: look
Who got picked by God!
He listens the split second I call to him.
4-5 Complain if you must, but don't lash out.
Keep your mouth shut, and let your heart do the talking.
Build your case before God and wait for his verdict.
6-7 Why is everyone hungry for more? "More, more," they say.
"More, more."
I have God's more-than-enough,
More joy in one ordinary day
7-8 Than they get in all their shopping sprees.
At day's end I'm ready for sound sleep,
For you, God, have put my life back together.
-- The Message, by Eugene Peterson
(Someone said that God will put your life back together -- as long as you give him all the pieces!)
Jesus referred to himself as both David's son and David's Lord -- figure that one out! He quoted from the Psalms and used the Psalms to direct and soothe his own life. And no greater man ever lived than Jesus.
It's Sunday -- drink well from the well and be well.
4 comments:
Thank you. It is sad that these ancient ideas, true in any age, will be ignored by so many.
"True in any age"? You must have an awful funny definition of "true".
Even the rabbit run down and killed by the fox enjoyed a time full of sensations. Existence is preferable to the alternative and any pleasure experienced during our short time on earth is a gift to be thankful for. Surely you don't think that you are personally responsible for your being and for the simple joy that life itself bestows on you. Who then? Sorry, you have to find your own answer - a quest for all the ages.
Thanks, RK.
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