A crowded Bojangles in the Forest of Wake was the scene of this morning's Bible time in Psalm 19.
The Psalms are for people who have wrestled with life. We all have burdens to bear. But in a way, that's the good news. The raw materials for spiritual growth come to us, not in spite of our troubles, but because of them. The Psalms were written for fellow pilgrims who find on their road the same lessons the Psalmists found on theirs.
I love how the Living Bible renders the last verse of Psalm 19:
May my spoken words and unspoken thoughts be pleasing even to you, O Lord my Rock and my Redeemer.
What a great was to start the day.