My Version of Psalm 25
Every day there are new things to learn,
I pray this morning for humility,
For the wisdom to see the things that I don’t know,
That today may become a day of discovery and wonder,
Not stuck in the same old rut.
Why do fearful cowards surround me?
They don’t want to face who they are,
Instead they prefer to attack me,
They focus all their energy on my downfall,
Wielding their hate weapons,
All day they seek to find new words,
To create despair in my life.
Surely God sees all this?
He knows everything,
He can see the haters hearts,
And, he must see my heart.
I stopped and was still,
God’s voice broke into the stillness,
His voice breathed love,
My friend, My Creator,
He saw the deep wounds inflicted by bullies,
Loving hands wrapped around me,
His embracing action a balm to the hate words,
Love spoken heals the abuse.
God is faithful to me,
He doesn’t cave into hate’s demands,
He is not swayed by its accusations,
He never deviates from love,
I want to follow him everywhere,
Listening to his voice,
Learning new things daily,
Seeing hate’s voice quietened by love,
Knowing that he has my back.