Sunday, September 11, 2016

Like A Weaned Child

Psalm 131 New Living Translation (NLT)

Psalm 131
A song for pilgrims ascending to Jerusalem. A psalm of David.

1 Lord, my heart is not proud;
    my eyes are not haughty.
I don’t concern myself with matters too great
    or too awesome for me to grasp.
2 Instead, I have calmed and quieted myself,
    like a weaned child who no longer cries for its mother’s milk.
    Yes, like a weaned child is my soul within me.
3 O Israel, put your hope in the Lord—
    now and always.

Many through wishing to be great have failed to be good. 
Charles Spurgeon

On this 9/11 anniversary, facing a contentious and sad presidential election, this psalm reminds me to put my hope not in men, but in the Lord.  Yes, in the Lord, now and always, I can be still.

Be Still My Soul (Psalm 131) - Sandra McCracken 

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