Me and husbandface walking into town, talking about Psalm 131. It’s the one where the Psalmist says:
1 My heart is not proud, O LORD,
my eyes are not haughty;
I do not concern myself with great matters
or things too wonderful for me.
2 But I have stilled and quieted my soul;
like a weaned child with its mother,
like a weaned child is my soul within me.
3 O Israel, put your hope in the LORD
both now and forevermore.
We talk about how unobtainable this can seem at times.
Kath: It’s hard, isn’t it, to be content with what we have, still, at peace.
My eyes then catch sight of a pretty rug in the shop: “Ooo Look at the pretty rug. Can we have the pretty rug…”
Cue laughter from Kevin as I realise what I’ve just said and done…Living out the reality that it really is hard to be content in this world. Sigh.