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Psalm 2

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I’m not discouraged; not exactly. This isn’t any where close to being my “Dark Night of the Soul“. It does, though, seem as though periods of joy are few and far between. Things are working out – mostly. Projects are completed and done well – pretty much. It does feel like everybody wants something done and wants it yesterday. I don’t necessarily have enemies – the barbarians aren’t at the gate – just hoards of brittle-minded bureaucrats knocking incessantly at my door.

O Lord, how many are my foes!
Many are rising against me;
many are saying of my soul,
there is no salvation for him in God.

I want the mountain tops but am thankful I’m not in the valley. I want to run with the big dogs but am surrounded by little yappy strays.

But you, O Lord, are a shield about me,
my glory, and the lifter of my head.
I cried aloud to the Lord,
and he answered me from his holy hill.

I know God is present. That’s not the issue. I know he is my shield; I’m confident he answers me. I’m just tired. Maybe I need a vacation. Or a nap.

I lay down and slept;
I woke again, for the Lord sustained me.
I will not be afraid of many thousands of people
who have set themselves against me all around.

So I’ll stop and I’ll pray. I’ll acknowledge the reality of the pressures instead of brushing them away with a vague and socially acceptable “I’m fine, thanks. And you?”. I’ll choose to believe God will sweep away the pack of yappy bureaucrats; that brittle little minds will become flexible enough to see solutions that aren’t necessarily in the policies and procedures manual.

Arise, O Lord!
Save me, O my God!
For you strike all my enemies on the cheek;
you break the teeth of the wicked.

Salvation belongs to the Lord;
your blessing be on your people!