Lectio divina this morning from Psalm 18.
Two items speak to me in this psalm:
The Lord is my rock (v1)
In the crazy transitions I go through, the fast pace of life even when I’m trying to squash all busyness like spiders, the one solid anchor I have is Christ. Christ the unmovable, the unchanging, the steady. I set my feet firmly on him.
Images of the hermit caves on the Skelligs in southern Ireland come to mind. Those rocks are not only the home for those ancient hermits – the home at the edge of the world, overlooking the edge of the world – but their home is the Lord. Not just reminds them of, or is as solid as, but is. Can i plant myself, my house, my job, my time in the same way?
so that my ankles to not give way(v36)
Six months after i broke my right ankle, it is still not at full strength. I step oddly and it turns, and I’m afraid of re-breaking it. I am cautious when hiking, running, doing exercise. I’m always conscious that something might go wrong. But if the Sacred Trinity provides a broad path for me, for my life and the choices and actions therein, can I trust the path and not focus on the risk of re-breaking what I’ve already broken?
Lord, help.



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