Thursday, December 2, 2010

As a deer longs for streams of water


A morning or two ago, I looked out my window just after first light to find my backyard filled with deer, all of them fairly large bucks. We keep a birdbath filled with water near the deck and one of the bucks cautiously approached the birdbath and finally determined it was safe to drink. As I watched, the words of Psalm 42 that we read frequently in the Psalter came to mind. “As a deer longs for streams of water, so my soul longs for you, O God.”

My thought was that even though I have only been reading Liturgy of Hours for a few months, I have begun to see the prayers animated all around me. The Psalms were written hundreds of years before Christ walked the earth and yet if I let the imagery evoked by the words loose from the bondage of the written word, those images truly come to life.

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