A Song of Ascents. Of David.
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.
But I have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a weaned child with its mother;
my soul is like the weaned child that is with me.
O Israel, hope in the LORD
from this time on and forevermore.
There are times when one would like to quit, not life altogether, but take a break from the responsibilities that seem to be crashing in and feel at times crushing. And discouragement is usually close by.
That’s when we need to remind ourselves whose child we are and come to God or more like simply rest in God. Just rest. That is where I find myself today. Just to be present and to be still.