Zatera Ul

My former pastor has a Psalm-reading cycle that gets through the book of Psalms in a month: take the day of the month, read that psalm, and then keep adding 30. So today I read Psalms 1, 31, 61, 91, and 121. He said that he nearly always finds something in them that God is saying directly to him that day. I have found this true for me as well. Not that I do this every single day; some days I feel like God doesn’t want me to read those particular psalms.

For example, last week I was away on a personal retreat. I had my own “prayer cabin” in the woods and it was awesome. It was a big relief to be out of the city and away from our audio-addicted neighbors. I didn’t mind that it rained on and off the whole time. The first day (the 25th) I read Psalm 55:

I am distraught by the noise of my enemy

and

O that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest; yea, I would wander afar, I would lodge in the wilderness, I would haste to find me a shelter from the raging wind and tempest.