Psalm 8

Read: 

<sup>Psalm 8 


1</sup> O LORD our Governor, *
how exalted is your Name in all the world!
² Out of the mouths of infants and children *
your majesty is praised above the heavens.
³ You have set up a stronghold against your adversaries, *
to quell the enemy and the avenger.
⁴ When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, *
the moon and the stars you have set in their courses,
⁵ What is man that you should be mindful of him? *
the son of man that you should seek him out?
⁶ You have made him but little lower than the angels; *
you adorn him with glory and honor;
⁷ You give him mastery over the works of your hands; *
you put all things under his feet:
⁸ All sheep and oxen, *
even the wild beasts of the field,
⁹ The birds of the air, the fish of the sea, *
and whatsoever walks in the paths of the sea.
¹⁰ O LORD our Governor, *
how exalted is you Name in all the world!


Think :
Out of the mouths of infants and children your majesty is praised above the heavens.

What power our Lord gives to children.  Aren't we all children?  We pretend that at a certain age we gain wisdom and understanding and knowledge but in the end aren't we all just bickering children?  We fight over every living thing- from the best football team to the best nation from the stronger sex to the strongest element we are always looking to be the biggest, the best, the strongest, fastest, prettiest... I'm sick of it.  I wish I could just go back to being a child- I felt like when I was a child I didn't care who my friends were, it  didn't matter how much they got paid or what their work schedule was, or what they believed about politics or religion or anything else for that matter.  All that mattered when I was a kid was that my neighbors were my friends.

I think about the time I spent in New England, and I know that I remember it idyllically, riding bikes, playing red rover, having neighborhood picnics, playing barbies (Bobbies :)) and I wish I could go back to it because then it didn't matter what I did or who I was, what I wore or what I believed I knew that my friends were there for me and the same went for me

Isn't that what we are called to be as Christians children who don't care about the beliefs of one another rather care about one another and proclaim their only belief in the God who loves, creates, and governs over our first and last breath and every one in between. 

Pray:

Dear Lord help me not to pretend to be more than I am.  Help me to be a child of your praise and an infant in your care.  Amen

Contemplate
15 minutes meditation with the dog curled on my lap