began this year, January 1, 2021 as I typically begin each year, devoting the day to silent contemplation and reflection. This year in the silence, I was beckoned to a time of play in the Psalms. Romping through the words of exquisite heart-rendering poetry written in Psalms sixty-three to the assurance promised in Psalms twenty-three filled my morning. The prayerful plea of Psalms twenty-two and praises of Psalms eight carried me through the afternoon. As evening fell, I turned to Psalms forty-six for a time of rest. Thus, was my day frolicking in the silence and the Psalms.
Over the years I have received several versions of the Psalms. Each have been lovely guides for meditation and contemplation. There are two books that I hold dear to my heart, above the others.
The first book was my father’s “The Book of Psalms” by James Swan Freemantle. It was a true labor of love that Mr. Freemantle began creating when he married his second wife in 1906 and was completed in 1934 just prior to his passing. Each of the Psalms is written as art and is accompanied by a vivid illustration of life in Gorakhpur, India in the early 1900s. This book is a treasure. The photo that comes along with these words is the beginning of Psalms 23 from “The Book of Psalms”. I trust you enjoy the artistry.
The second book of Psalms that I treasure is “The Abbey Psalter”. As you might surmise, this is the version of the Psalms that is chanted by the monks of The Abbey of Gethsemani. The text of each of the one hundred fifty Psalms has been artfully copied by hand at the Abbey. It is a beautiful work of art and inspiration. You may know this is where I take an annual retreat of silence. It is the book from which the monks chant the office of the hours and pray for our world seven-time each day without exception. I take great comfort in knowing that across the globe there are people praying for the well-being of our world.
The Psalms are rich with uplifting inspiration, praise for God’s good, and support for our life in times of need. When I feel as though I am in need of something, spiritual or material, I call up the words “The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want” (Psalm 23:1). These words have aided me in finding enough time to complete tasks, knowing that financial resources would be sufficient, and more. These words kept me focused and serene as I purchased my home, applied for ministerial school, and even when I agreed to the adventure of moving to Dallas. Calling upon these words supports my journey wherever it takes me, whatever is mine to do. Remembering my highest consciousness (the Lord) is guiding my way, I am poised to step forward in faith as I take great comfort in believing that all I need is provided at the moment the need arises.
My January 2, 2021 devotional scripture began with Psalm105:4 Look to the Lord and his strength; seek his face always.
Many blessings, much love,