“Thou prepareth a
table before me in the presence of mine enemies….” - from The 23rd Psalm
I see myself, alone in a pasture, sitting in the middle of a
red and white checked tablecloth, enjoying a picnic lunch.
Encircling me, at the far edges of the pasture, are all my
enemies. I cannot quite see their shapes or faces, but I know they are my
enemies, and I fear they are ravenous beasts, razor-clawed birds of prey, all with
the intent of tearing me apart.
They are closing in, coming closer, seeming as on a wave,
nearer ever nearer, almost to the hem of my tablecloth…I begin to
discern their features, their identities. They are people, events, times of my
life…all representing my rues, my regrets, my remorses.
As I recognize each one, I realize I fear no evil for
Thou art with me, and the oncoming wave becomes golden, and turns on my
enemies, washing them clean. They now see themselves in my rues, regrets and
remorses, and I see their nothingness in the absence of my fear/the presence of
my God…I smile, and they gently fade away.
Thank you.
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