Tuesday, April 12, 2011
One of my favorite life verses is Psalm 23. I often find myself in green pastures or beside still waters in my search for wildflowers. I keep the scenes in my memory as a library of pages to visit in dreams, meditation, or stressful times. These photos were taken around Azle, Texas. The vistas brought the rest and peace of this Psalm to mind:
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.
I have found myself giggling and dipping into these places in my mind to remember the rest and peace that Jesus gives. Giggling? Yes, because I have been given many opportunities to practice patience and humility per my surrendering impatience and pride to the best of my ability as a sacrifice for Lent. I have been told never to pray for patience, because you will get opportunities to practice. True that!
But I found myself quietly chuckling when, more than a dozen times today, I had a chance to let someone go before me in traffic or store lines. It was nice to feel the relief of giving up the struggle, and having small victories of grace.