Micah 6:8
Psalm 96
Yes, your life matters.
We all are still sheltering in place, but I'm here to keep you sane and entertained.
One could hardly ask for much more than that, now could one?
Today, poetry is on my mind for some reason. I'm not sure what prompted it, but that's been bouncing around between my ears since I awoke. So, here's one of my projected series of poems for each book of the Bible. This one is for the book of Psalms. (a poem about a book of poems - it's sort of meta-poetry, I guess)
Psalms
A book of hymns.
A book of prayers.
Why do we sing?
Why do we pray?
We sing for Joy – we sing from Joy.
We pray for Joy – we pray from despair.
We sing and pray to You, Lord, because
You are Great, You are Good.
You are Goodness and Power, You are God.
We sing and pray to You, Lord, because
We are small, afraid, sinful, and oppressed.
We are in need – we need You.
We pour out our Love and Need and Anguish
and we seek to be filled with Your
Love and Power and Joy.
We pray – not to change You, to use a magic spell to get our way.
No.
We pray that You would change us,
that You would work Your Will in us,
that You would dwell in us,
to make us more like Jesus.
copyright 2019
Speaking of new songs and songwriters and such, today is Pete Townshend's 76th birthday.
"Who?" you ask. Exactly. Happy Birthday, Pete.
Keep Calm and Stay Away.
I'll be back tomorrow.
The mental health issues related to our lockdown and the pandemic are especially hard for people with depression. NAMI, the National Alliance on Mental Illness, has a 24 hour helpline: 800-950-6264.
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