Week 14 Psalm 90
I’m reading along through Moses’ psalm in the normal bible-reader’s way and I realize – since I’m a human being – that it isn’t doing much to jack up my ego.
Moses – talking about what the Lord does – says: you turn people back to dust…You sweep people away like dreams that disappear or like grass that springs up in the morning…but by evening it is dry and withered.
Moses – talking about the short time that I have here on earth – says: even the best of these years are filled with pain and trouble.
So I get the not-too-elevating notice that I’m roughly comparable to dust. To a dream. To prairie grass growing along the coulee. Plus my time is running out.
It leaves me feeling light-weight…like there’s a fluffy airy feathery foamy buoyant vapouriousness to me. I just have dust-mote consequentiality as I phantom my way through life.
I slow down in that middle section of the psalm. I don’t feel too great about what it says but realize that everything that can be said about something can’t be said in a couple of verses. There’s other things to be added…but not right here. So that’s a bit of a relief because it means even if my life is only dream-light that’s not the whole picture.
There’s more to me than psalm 90. Which isn’t saying 90 isn’t accurate.
It’s totally accurate in what it says without saying everything there is to say.
Note: quotes from Psalm 90:3-6 & 10 (NLT)