After a few days of solving the world's problems without breaks, only because I get to taking myself too seriously; I begin to plummet inside. I don't know if this is completely avoidable, but it's not fun.
Frankly, it seems selfish and a whole lot of me-ism, which is mostly embarrassing as I get over myself once again. Sleeping for nine hours straight helps, too.
I really just want to be ordinary and unseen and calm. Is that so much to ask? Then there's David's psalms. Here's mine for the day.
The 57th Psalm verse 7 and 8 are remarkably audacious. The last sentence of these verses says. "I will wake up the dawn."
Okay, David, you go! Here's the two verses. Was he going to wake up his soul AND the morning with his lyre? I don't know, but I could do with his great attitude, I could!
My heart is confident, God, my heart is confident.
I will sing; I will sing praises.
Wake up, my soul!
Wake up, my lyre!
I will wake up the dawn!
Psalm 57:7,8
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