Walking around the garden early this morning, I realised how steadily and predictably creation works. Sometimes it seems to be at a slow pace and sometimes at a fast pace, but always moving inexorably to its designed purpose.
Creation interacts - there are volunteer lettuces and poppies from last year, there are the efforts I have made - digging over the soil, adding the compost and planting flowers and vegetables, there are the slugs - munching away at the marigolds; but within it all there is an order, a purpose - nothing is without purpose. We are all part of te web of creation.
"Fight those who fight me, O Lord,
attack those who are attacking me.
Take up shield and armour,
and rise up to help me...
... say to my soul, "I am your salvation."
Is the imprecating prayer about calling for vengeance on external enemies?
When I read it, I have the sense of someone embarking on an inner journey and asking for protection from that that is of the dark.
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