My Creator fulfills
my every need
Slow down! Gaze around
receive the blessings of leaves
Holy Painter brushing on colors
shiny buckeyes hatching from shells
cool air tingling nostrils
conscious of thoughts muddled,
fear releases grip on heart
soul heals from anger, fear, and
and worry when reaching out
taking the hand of Jesus
question, inhaling rose’s
peace, fear drifts away on breeze
Christ comforts and settles in
with the rising of Luna in the sky.
Presently, in this
space, I sit in quietude
receiving the morsel of Life
noticing Holy Hand forming
sign of Love on my damp forehead.
In that mysterious moment
all else falls away and I’m made new.
My Creator fulfills my
every need and in gratitude
I softly say “Glory.”
Psalm 23, KJV
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
Song Fills Heart with Love
Last Sunday I was blessed to the hilt! Within seven hours I heard the Happy Birthday Song seven times! Beginning the day with my daughter’s lovely alto voice, then my husband singing baritone, and the church choir in four-plus part harmony with the congregation joining in. The Dyno Kids sang to both Bennett and me, my sister called using her fine operatic voice, and our family’s sweet sounds topped off the day in a magnificent way. And to think I was not all that excited about turning another year older. However, now I’m happy that I wasn’t allowed to keep the news quiet.
For at least twenty years, the Psalms have marked each morning for me. There are new discoveries to be made with each prayer. Psalm 23 defines the human condition and God’s role in it within nine short verses. Today’s poem is my way of re-writing it as I hear it today. It reminds me of our call to take care of God’s creation and good stewardship in concern for Saint Paul.
Give creating your own Psalm a try! Creatively write, draw, paint, stitch, or mold one of the Psalms and you be be blessed!
With hearts full of love we care and pray for you,
Rev. Marta Wheeler