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Sunday Psalms;

A song of pilgrimage. 
Of David.

Lord, 
my heart is not proud; my eyes are not haughty. 
I do not get involved with things too great or too wondrous for me.
Instead, 
I have calmed and quieted my soul like a weaned child with its mother; 
my soul is like a weaned child.
Israel, 
put your hope in the Lord, 
both now and forever.

Psalms 131 CSB

In this song of pilgrimage, of ascents, of journey, something has shifted in David.
His circumstances haven't changed, but he has. 
Something has shifted in how he sees himself, how he was, the things he got involved in. 
He uses a picture of a child who's content to be with his Mum, no longer about the physical nourishment that a baby is after, but the deeper personal and spiritual connection. And that's what he is inviting his people into, inviting us into, a place of trust in someone Bigger, who's heart is for us, who loves us, and as we quiet things down within  and without, we will find that connection we long for...
That seems to be what David has discovered, on his journey.
He invites us to trust our God in it all. 
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