Category Archives: Psalms

There’s something about gathering with the people of God and lifting our voices in praising God that invites the presence of God. A bit of our experience yesterday at LTCC. There are no formulas which make some Sundays a little … Continue reading →

Reading Psalm 22 invariably takes you to the cross. It is the experience of Jesus’ last hours foretold centuries earlier by David. Most often, I read the psalm and find myself entering into the suffering of Messiah as I read … Continue reading →

Sometimes, instead of just one of my readings grabbing my attention, it is the combination of readings that causes me sit back and reflect . . . and wonder . . . and worship. That’s how it was this morning … Continue reading →

It’s the stuff that comedy routines are made of . . . talking wife, tuned-out husband . . . she’s sitting at the breakfast table conversing, his nose is in the paper (or his ipad) concentrating on the previous days’ … Continue reading →

At first, it comes across as kind of arrogant . . . kind of “holier-than-thou” like . . . kind of delusional, actually. It says that David wrote Psalm 18 as a song to the Lord “on the day when … Continue reading →

I’m not a gambler . . . not pro-gambling . . . probably shouldn’t use a gambling as an illustration . . . but as I come to the end of Psalm 17 this morning I can’t help but conclude … Continue reading →

I’m hovering over Psalm 16 this morning . . . and the words of this song come across as penned by someone experiencing a rush of contentment. Whatever might be going on in the songwriter’s life . . . whatever … Continue reading →

There probably is very little comparison between the world in which I live and the world David lived in. Sure, the nature of man is the same, but the times of David and the times of Pete are vastly different. … Continue reading →

I was saved into a pretty conservative, pretty low key, church system. While the praise was heartfelt, it was also very bodily still. Voices were raised with gusto, but hands stayed by the side. And dancing? Wasn’t even in the … Continue reading →