I lie down in a pasture.

As my last post was contrary to my blogging principles, describing something Ugly, I now feel it urgent to put up Something I Especially Like.

Last night was one of those when I lie awake for hours in the middle of the time when I want very much to be asleep. (This morning I realized the problem stemmed from drinking very strong tea at an afternoon wedding.) Sometimes while in this predicament I manage to stop grumbling and to pray instead, and my favorite thing to pray is the 23rd Psalm.

20 to 25 years ago and even earlier I used to have the children copy out and learn a poem every month, and I ran across some of their work yesterday. I get sentimental looking at the handwriting and printing, knowing right away what poem was copied by whom. But I won’t reveal that information. I’ll just say for the record that this psalm was printed by a boy! (Click on the picture if you want a more readable version.)

6 thoughts on “I lie down in a pasture.

  1. The 23rd Psalm is one of my favorites too! It's amazing how writing and reciting Scripture as a child stays…my Mom had me learn and write this one out too but I don't believe she kept the copy. I loved looking at your special boy's writing <3. Thanks for sharing.


  2. Ah yes, much, much more pleasant than the offending bags. I love to say this psalm to myself, slowly, thinking about what each sentence means, when I am drifting to sleep at night.


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