Saturday, March 02, 2013

Saturday, March 02, 2013


Old Testament: Jeremiah 5:20-31
Morning Psalms: Psalms 75, 76
New Testament: Romans 3:19-31
Gospel: John 7:1-13
Evening Psalms: Psalms 23, 27


“The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
He makes me to lie down in green pastures;
He leads me beside the still waters.”
(Psalm 23: 1-2)

There are times in life—like when one has just added a new baby to an already boisterous family—that still waters seem to be a phenomenon experienced by other people. But the Lord does lead me there, maybe not for long weekends of lounging on the beach, but in precious droplets throughout the day.

Here are still waters, as I experienced them today: Sunrise. Quiet while the rest of the house slumbers. The warm nuzzle of my son’s cheek against my own. Drinking in that wonderful newborn smell.

Goldfinches on the feeder. A mug of warm tea, made by my husband. A breakfast apple, washed and proudly presented by my two-year-old. Ice crystals on the porch. Branches against the sky. A warm home with room for all of us.

A hot shower. Lunch. Lettuce in the garden, still growing in winter. A hug, little hands pat-patting my neck. Drawing circles.

A visit from the brother I rarely see. A call from the friend I talk to almost daily. Help cleaning up. Playing together nicely.

A few bars of Handel, and then Bach. Driving with only one child in the car, and that child is sleeping. Grace. We are thankful for the new baby, for helpful grandparents, and for meatballs.

Big sister reading to little sister, sounding out the words, curled up together. A request for one more lullaby, “I’ll Be Loving You Always.” One more story, written by my big girl.

Quiet again with my husband. A moment to write out my thoughts.

Still Waters.

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