I have spent some time preparing some meditations on Psalm 131 as part of our continuing Aoradh project to prepare some common meditations, which we then e-mail around our small community (along with others who have asked to be included in the circulation list- let me know if you would like to be included too.)

This next week I have been rediscovering my way into a favourite Psalm of David-

Psalm 131

A song of ascents.

Of David.

¹ My heart is not proud, LORD,
my eyes are not haughty;
I do not concern myself with great matters
or things too wonderful for me.
² But I have calmed and quieted myself,
I am like a weaned child with its mother;
like a weaned child I am content.

³ Israel, put your hope in the LORD
both now and forevermore.

(NIV)

I thought it might be good to post my contributions on this blog too, so here is the meditation for Monday-

This week we will use the words of one of the shortest and most tender Psalms of David.

David- the all conquering King of an ascendant Holy Nation, whose deeds in battle will be sung for a thousand years.

Whose beauty, talents and wild edge of passion make him the admiration of every man, every woman.

Standing before JHWH.

Consumed by his frail humanity.

Creaking on his feet of clay.