As my last post was contrary to my blogging principles, describing something Ugly, I now feel it urgent to put up Something I Especially Like.
Last night was one of those when I lie awake for hours in the middle of the time when I want very much to be asleep. (This morning I realized the problem stemmed from drinking very strong tea at an afternoon wedding.) Sometimes while in this predicament I manage to stop grumbling and to pray instead, and my favorite thing to pray is the 23rd Psalm.
20 to 25 years ago and even earlier I used to have the children copy out and learn a poem every month, and I ran across some of their work yesterday. I get sentimental looking at the handwriting and printing, knowing right away what poem was copied by whom. But I won't reveal that information. I'll just say for the record that this psalm was printed by a boy! (Click on the picture if you want a more readable version.)
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Precious, treasured piece.
Hi GJ!
That is beautiful! Such a fine hand!
The 23rd Psalm is one of my favorites too! It's amazing how writing and reciting Scripture as a child stays...my Mom had me learn and write this one out too but I don't believe she kept the copy. I loved looking at your special boy's writing <3. Thanks for sharing.
Ah yes, much, much more pleasant than the offending bags. I love to say this psalm to myself, slowly, thinking about what each sentence means, when I am drifting to sleep at night.
That's a good one to ponder when you can't sleep. I love the boy's handwriting! I like running across things my boys wrote when they were younger, too. So sweet.
xofrances
I am up in the night now, and it's good to think on these good, good words and shut out the middle-of-the-night worries. Thank you.
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