A Cache of Letters

The Psalms are a collection of songs and letters to God. Some are very personal.

The Scripture

Psalm 84
New Revised Standard translation

How lovely is your dwelling place, O Lord of hosts!

My soul longs, indeed it faints for the courts of the Lord; my heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God.

Even the sparrow finds a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, at your altars, O Lord of hosts, my King and my God.

Happy are those who live in your house, ever singing your praise. Selah!

Happy are those whose strength is in you, in whose heart are the highways to Zion.

As they go through the valley of Baca they make it a place of springs; the early rain also covers it with pools.

They go from strength to strength; the God of gods will be seen in Zion.

O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O God of Jacob! Selah!

Behold our shield, O God; look on the face of your anointed.

For a day in your courts is better than a thousand elsewhere. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than live in the tents of wickedness.

For the Lord God is a sun and shield; he bestows favor and honor. No good thing does the LORD withhold from those who walk uprightly.

O Lord of hosts, happy is everyone who trusts in you.

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Reflection by Deborah Beach Giordano
February 14, 2015

A Valentine to God

Psalm 84, reinterpreted by Deborah

How glorious to stand in Your presence, O Radiant One; surrounded by light and joy, completely at peace — a heavenly place, indeed!

I yearn for You, Beloved, like a deer thirsts for a cooling stream, like an owl longs for the moonlight, like a frog sighs for the rain.

There are times when my soul grows frantic: when the longing is almost unbearable. I am like a fox pursued by hounds, a dove chased by a hawk, a salmon in the grasp of a bear.

In You, alone, do I find rest.

I envy the sparrow in her cosy nest, the badger in his burrow, the turtle paddling in the pond; they are tranquil and content, having found their own bit of heaven here on earth.

Let that peace be mine!

I know it can only come from You; the vision to see what is good and true. Your followers look with faithful hearts, finding water in dry places, flowers among the weeds, wheat within the chaff.

They go from strength to strength; growing ever-more hopeful, compassionate, and wise.

Merciful Creator, hear my prayer! Listen, O listen, Eternal One!

O Lord, hear my prayer!

Hear my prayer!

Hear my prayer!

In Your love and compassion, hear my prayer!

I need to feel You near me this very day, this very instant.

A few moments in Your presence will be enough to see me through — for You are my light, my joy, my hope, my strength. I can do nothing without You.

O Gracious One, Beloved of my soul, be with me now!

Amen.

A Personal Matter

It can be a bit disconcerting to read some of the psalms; they are so heartfelt, so personal — as if we have come across a cache of love letters. Which makes perfect sense: after all, God sends love letters to us every day!

Virtual hugs and real-time blessings,

Deborah

Suggested Spiritual Exercise

bouquetRemember that you are loved — infinitely and perfectly, by One who knows you completely.