Weaning your soul

LORD, my heart is not haughty,
Nor my eyes lofty.
Neither do I concern myself with great matters,
Nor with things too profound for me

Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul,
Like a weaned child with his mother;
Like a weaned child is my soul within me.

O Israel, hope in the LORD
From this time forth and forever.

-Psalm 131

The Psalmist’s soul has finally stopped whining
He no longer throws tantrums to get his own way.
He respects God’s boundaries
Like a small child that can be disciplined with just a look-
Sitting with his mother
Knowing that while
He can no longer feed from her breast
He will not sleep hungry tonight.
There’s always going to be something to worry about.
Some urgent pull in a particular path
A thirst for approval
A hunger for autonomy.
Not long after we have overcome our current problems
Others will rise in their place
We dream up great things for ourselves
And spend our days hustling to attain things in this life-
But newness always wears off
And we invariably find something else to chase.
And so it goes, the earth does not cease to spin
Yet blessed are the ones
Who learn to still themselves


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