Jesus went up to the mountain to pray,
and he spent the night in prayer to God.
While walking the mall, I ran into a friend from church whom I haven’t seen in a while. She’s been there very week, but I’ve been busy at the parish information desk. As a result, we haven’t had the chance to talk. Our matching smiles indicated that we were both grateful for this chance encounter. As we walked along, my friend told me that she’d been meaning to call to thank me for a suggestion I’d given her a while back. We had both been struggling with circumstances we share and she wanted to let me know that she’d finally been able to pray productively regarding them. My friend reminded me of that I told her: “When in doubt, go to the psalms. There’s a psalm for anything and everything we can’t seem to put into words for ourselves.” Apparently, I was right because what she found had helped her to express herself meaningfully and to realize that our frustration with this life is nothing new.
Later, when I arrived at home, I decided to take my own advice. I perused the Book of Psalms for a refresher. I couldn’t help smiling as I told myself, “Yes, there is a psalm for every occasion under heaven!” By the way, I did find the consolation I needed as well.
Dear God, thank you for those wise psalmists who inspire our prayer in so many beautiful ways!
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