ARC · Chapter 131/150
1Senhor, o meu coração não se elevou nem os meus olhos se levantaram: não me exercito em grandes materias, nem em coisas muito elevadas para mim
2Certamente que me tenho portado e socegado como uma creança desmamada de sua mãe: a minha alma está como uma creança desmamada.
3Espere Israel no Senhor, desde agora e para sempre.
One of the shortest and most tender psalms: David declares humility, comparing his soul, quiet before God, to a weaned child, calm and content in its mother's arms.
This twelfth 'Song of Degrees' stands in strong contrast to the ambition and pride so common among kings and leaders: David explicitly states that he does not busy himself with 'great matters' beyond his reach, preferring a confident stillness instead. The image of the 'weaned' child (not a newborn, but one somewhat older, who has learned to wait without crying immediately for food) is more sophisticated than it first appears: it represents a hard-won emotional maturity, not mere infantile dependence. The application for today is to seek this kind of mature stillness before God, trusting him without demanding immediate explanations for everything.
The Bible told as a story, with audio and videos.
True stories of humanity that sound made up.
A light daily routine for people who lose track of the day.