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9-10-11
Psalm 139:6
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.
9-10-11
Psalm 139:5
Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me.
9-10-11
Psalm 139:4
For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O LORD, thou knowest it altogether.
9-10-11
Psalm 139:2
Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off.
9-10-11
Psalm 139:1
O LORD, thou hast searched me, and known me.
This year in school, my students and I are memorizing Psalm 139 and Romans 6-8. In September, as we were studying through Psalm 139, the full meanings behind the Hebrew words struck me with such lovely force that I decided to try my hand at paraphrasing the psalm, attempting to communicate some of the full color that the words themselves express. By the time I’d made it through the first 6 verses, I’d found myself with two hand-written pages of something more poetic than prose but more prosy than even my typical poems are. I had to laugh at the way it takes me so many many words to communicate the full–wait, not even the full thought of what God expressed in 6 short and deceptively simple verses.
The month of February at my church is a month of reviewing verses that we have memorized over the years, so it is more than fitting (not that I need an excuse) to post this reflection on one of the passages that I partly memorized as a young girl, have now completely memorized, and have found comforting and astonishing at many and various times through my life.
Let me encourage you to read the psalm if you have not–and to read it again if you have–and to ponder with me God’s intimate knowledge and intricate creation of each individual person . . . of me . . . of you.
Psalm 139 (Blue Letter Bible)
p.s. If you click on the “C” beside each verse on BLB, it will bring up the verse with the Hebrew words for each phrase. Click on the numbers in the column marked “Strong’s” to go to a page that gives the meaning of and detailed information on the word itself.
Grace and comfort
To the sorrowful sinner:
Forgiveness
2-11-2011
Hello, my dear readers =)
A recent discussion with a friend over one of the stanzas in my recent poem “Hard” gave me this idea =) Our discussion reminded me a little of the exercise we did on my blog a few years ago with John Donne’s poem “Death Be Not Proud”–you can read those paraphrases in this post: Trash Talking Death (be sure to look in the comments!).
I thought it might be fun to do it again, so . . .
If you have the time, would you choose a stanza of ”Hard” to either rework or to put into your own words?
You don’t have to try to make it “poetic” if you don’t want to; prose would be just as fun as poetry! Just share your version of these thoughts–or even your own examples of the thoughts I shared.
You can post your version in the comments for this post. Please be sure to include the stanza number!
Thank you! =) *eager smile*
“We hold these truths to be self-evident . . . “ The words that follow this beginning come automatically to the American mind:
” . . . that all men are created equal . . . ” (and a few other “thats” follow in the first document of the United States, the Declaration of Independence.)
I just spent the last two posts discussing equality:
a) it’s a fact and not a goal and
b) it’s not as good a determiner of value as love.
Where, oh where, did we get the idea that equality makes us valuable?
We got it from God Himself. “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that Whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.” God–the only person who can love individually every being that He created, loving them both uniquely and possibly equally.
But who really thinks about love in terms of equality?
Well, kids do sometimes when they look at how Mom and Dad do different things with one child than with another and begin to compare those things. Sometimes they are right–one kid IS getting preferential treatment. More often they are missing the fact that Mom and Dad do different things for different kids because each kid is different and what would be fun for the one would not be as fun for the other.
We don’t really love people because they are equal; we love them because we love them. Because they are ours to love. Because we choose to love them.
And if loving them makes them valuable, then all people are valuable because God loves them all.

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