nor are my eyes haughty.
I do not busy myself with great matters,
with things too sublime for me.
Rather, I have stilled my soul,
Like a weaned child to its mother,
weaned is my soul.
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| Kissing the Face of God |
Saturday, October 29, 2011
I have stilled my soul
Lord, my heart is not proud;
nor are my eyes haughty.
I do not busy myself with great matters,
with things too sublime for me.
Rather, I have stilled my soul,
Like a weaned child to its mother,
weaned is my soul.
Psalm 131 is a song of trust, giving all thoughts and worries of the world to God - like a child who quiets in the arms of its mother. It is the perfect bedtime prayer to still the soul, surrendering to sleep, imagining being held in the warm mantle of our Mother's embrace.
nor are my eyes haughty.
I do not busy myself with great matters,
with things too sublime for me.
Rather, I have stilled my soul,
Like a weaned child to its mother,
weaned is my soul.
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I never thought of it that way, but you're right. Also, that is my favorite Madonna and Child. So cute!
ReplyDeleteThe spiritual director that I had on my silent retreat recommended this to me as a bedtime prayer... since I can have a hard time getting my brain and soul to shut up long enough to fall asleep. And I found this painting through a google image search and loved it too!
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