Sunday, February 14

O God, you are my God; eagerly I seek you;
my soul thirsts for you, my flesh faints for you, as in a barren and dry land where there is no water. Therefore I have gazed upon you in your holy place, that I might behold your power and your glory.
For your loving-kindness is better than life itself; my lips shall give you praise.
So will I bless you as long as I live and lift up my hands in your Name.
(Psalm 63:1-4)

When I first read these words from Psalms, I immediately thought of music. I did a little research and found that according to The New Oxford Annotated Bible, the Book of Psalms was probably composed to accompany acts of worship in the temple. The second time I read through the words, I read them as if I were singing with the choir. Then the words had new meaning for me. There was trust and strength behind what I was “singing” while reading the verses. I read (or sang) with my whole soul. This past year, my husband and I experienced two significant losses. I lost my mother-in-law unexpectedly and went through a miscarriage shortly after. There were many emotions I went through, especially anger. What got me through those “dry lands” was singing with the St. Paul’s choir. The choir room was always filled with welcoming hugs. This consistently reminded me that even though I had experienced great loss, there was still “loving-kindness” in my life, and maybe more of it in myself to give to others than before.

Dear Lord, though there are days when I am angry and sad, I will hum your tune of loving-kindness through the tears.

Lee Alice Pablo Quiet, Passionate, Curious