A sacred song

If I could have been the author of any book in the bible it would be the book of Psalms. In all my reading of the word I have yet to find another book with such real human emotion as this book. In some chapters the author is rejoicing in the Lord and in the next he is in utter depression. What is more real than that? No, I don't think he was bipolar. I think he was real. We all have our ups and downs in life and it is encouraging to me to read about a man of God who did as well and yet was still loved and called by God. Most of the book is attributed to David, a mighty man of God and also a man with flaws and falls. A psalm is defined as a sacred song or hymn and that is what I want my life to be. Not a catchy little ditty or a somber ballad but a sacred song, sung from the depths of my heart to the creator of all things. The one who knit me together in the secret places of my mother's womb. Sung in melodies of truth and love. Kept in tune by peace. So this is where I will begin. We'll call this chapter 1. The book of Psalms has 150, let's see how long it takes me to catch up. ;-) "I will sing of your love and justice, Lord. I will praise you with songs." Psalm 101:1