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petra22
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I have often wondered, where do thoughts come from… here is a story for Christmas, maybe…
For years I have been saying the 23rd Psalm as a morning prayer with my protestant husband. His church (which he doesn’t attend) and his family put a lot of store in it. Almost every funeral has it as a center piece. I never felt the attachment, but said it aloud for him along with prayers that I learned as a cradle Catholic.
I always considered the parts of the 23rd Psalm, “The Lord is my shepherd.” Yes, I fully agree.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures, he leadeth me beside the “still waters”… Still waters–is this as opposed to rushing current?–maybe so that I could get a drink?
“He restoreth my soul” Yes, yes as a Catholic, I can agree with this.
“thy rod and thy staff they comfort me”–I would probably have to be a sheep (which I know I am) to really understand the comfort of a rod and a staff…
“He prepareth a banquet for me in the presence of mine enemies…” Yes, a banquet. I always thought–a banquet in heaven. What would I want on the table? Shrimp, turkey, chicken, cakes and pies, rolls and cookies and other delights… all this would happen in the future for me, a future in heaven…
Today I thought all I would really want at the banquet is Jesus. OH WOW! Doesn’t Jesus prepare a banquet for me every day of my life? Every day of the week, right now in the presence of mine enemies? Surrounded by non-believers? Every day I choose I can go to Mass and He feeds me at the Banquet of the Lamb?
Well, this sudden thought brought tears to my eyes. I live among non-believers, now. And HE feeds me NOW. I don’t have to wait until I get to heaven some day in the future… He’s here feeding me now. What a thought! Thank you, Jesus and Merry Christmas, Everyone!
For years I have been saying the 23rd Psalm as a morning prayer with my protestant husband. His church (which he doesn’t attend) and his family put a lot of store in it. Almost every funeral has it as a center piece. I never felt the attachment, but said it aloud for him along with prayers that I learned as a cradle Catholic.
I always considered the parts of the 23rd Psalm, “The Lord is my shepherd.” Yes, I fully agree.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures, he leadeth me beside the “still waters”… Still waters–is this as opposed to rushing current?–maybe so that I could get a drink?
“He restoreth my soul” Yes, yes as a Catholic, I can agree with this.
“thy rod and thy staff they comfort me”–I would probably have to be a sheep (which I know I am) to really understand the comfort of a rod and a staff…
“He prepareth a banquet for me in the presence of mine enemies…” Yes, a banquet. I always thought–a banquet in heaven. What would I want on the table? Shrimp, turkey, chicken, cakes and pies, rolls and cookies and other delights… all this would happen in the future for me, a future in heaven…
Today I thought all I would really want at the banquet is Jesus. OH WOW! Doesn’t Jesus prepare a banquet for me every day of my life? Every day of the week, right now in the presence of mine enemies? Surrounded by non-believers? Every day I choose I can go to Mass and He feeds me at the Banquet of the Lamb?
Well, this sudden thought brought tears to my eyes. I live among non-believers, now. And HE feeds me NOW. I don’t have to wait until I get to heaven some day in the future… He’s here feeding me now. What a thought! Thank you, Jesus and Merry Christmas, Everyone!
