A day of minor distraction, and perhaps a faint sense of not all being right with the world, and, of course, it isn’t! Sometimes, I feel very aware of the presence of evil.
Felt jangled and distracted inside. So, instead of writing, I settled down with the Psalms in my lovely new Bible, the ESV, and read it until I felt calm.
Sometimes, it’s as if it’s not I who am praying the Psalms, the Psalms are praying me.
Oh, what do I mean by that? It’s as if a deeper wisdom within my spirit, the same spirit which inspired the Psalms is praying them within me, settling me down.
The Psalms give voice to my deepest fears, and yearnings and reachings towards God. They elevate me. They remind me of who I truly am, and what I truly want and what I truly want to be.
Praying them, I am reminded again that truly is well with the world, for it is in the hands of a very good God, and I leave my life in his hands, and I feel peace.