And in Your book they all were written,
The days fashioned for me,
When as yet there were none of them.
A Song of Ascents. Of David.
131:1 O Lord, my heart is not lifted up;
my eyes are not raised too high;
I do not occupy myself with things
too great and too marvelous for me.
2 But I have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a weaned child with its mother;
like a weaned child is my soul within me.
my eyes are not raised too high;
I do not occupy myself with things
too great and too marvelous for me.
2 But I have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a weaned child with its mother;
like a weaned child is my soul within me.
Putting everything into context, speaking to the one who knows me better than anyone ever could, knowing that he made me, that each day is planned for me and under control, this passage from psalm 131 is interesting to me. I love how David talks of the comfort found from a mother even in the independence of being weened. Maybe I am wrong but that is how it struck me this morning. It is cool to me to think about the comfort of God. I don't know how to put into words what I mean and why this was special to me. I think it has something to do with coming not just to have our physical needs met, but having them met and coming to God for the comfort and security only he can give. The comes a time in every child's life when they don't need their mom to feed them any more but they still need her to hold them and love on them. For me, today, all my needs are met. God has kept his promise to me, i am not going hungry, I am not thirsty, I have clothes to wear and a roof over my head, but oh the joy of climbing into his lap and soaking up the love and comfort that only he can give. I think sometimes we only go to God when we think we need something, if that is all we ever do, then we forgo the pleasure of his presence on those I just need a hug moments. Are we viewing him as our source of everything? Or is he just a vending machine to us?
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