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DO WE UNDERSTAND?
I find English often needs translating from old language styles into what is understood better today. Bible verses, especially, can get lost in the meaning and interpretation. Here is my attempt to translate my two favorite bible readings.
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
He leadeth me beside the still waters
He restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness, for His name’s sake.
There is so much power, guidance, and peace of mind provided in that one small section of psalm from that big ancient book.
Are we translating the messages so they have meaning for life today?
God takes care of me and provides my every need
He allows me to rest in the assurance of abundance
He quenches my thirst for a gentle flow in life
He re-energizes the spirit of my being
He will guide me on the right path, I just need to stay aware of His presence.
The most recited poem in the bible is The Lord’s Prayer
Our Father which art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done on earth, as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread
and forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors.
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil
For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forever.
Here is my interpretation which is in my book Morning Light.
My Lord’s Prayer
Our Father, dear Father, Whose heaven’s on earth,
we’re all in Your kingdom, we have been since birth.
Help us to stay on our own unique path
that is the way we’ll be free from all wrath.
You provide everything we’ll ever need,
help us to share and not be filled with greed.
Forgive us, dear Father, when we go off track,
whenever we stray – we can always come back.
Lead us from temptation that’s in every hour,
help us to know You’re the source of our power.
Fill us with love, every minute, each day,
love always comes back when we give it away.
For You, our dear Father, are our very breath,
through You is eternity – there is no death.
Help us believe that – to know that it’s true,
for the power and glory come only through You.
I sang that interpretation onto my page many years ago and have sung it silently every night since. It helps me to have a good sleep.
Fog gives an ethereal shield
to what, I know, is there.
It outlines trees in the foreground
as if the background is bare.
Fog creates the sound of silence,
very good for my soul.
It deadens noise I sometimes hear
from commuters on the roll.
Those driving to work>
will not like the fog,
it adds time to their drive
as each minute they log.
It makes them slow down.
Is that really so bad?
When the fog burns off
I’ll be a bit sad.
The sun has risen
but not broken through.
There’s enough light to give glow
to a thick morning dew.
I feel very blessed
when I take time to see
all beauty of nature
which calls out to me.
On this Thanksgiving Sunday
I gaze out to the east
at another lovely sunrise,
to my eyes and soul, a feast.
I’d like the peace and quiet
I’m experiencing right now
to be felt worldwide in others
as we all connect somehow.
I’m grateful I’m alive and well
in my spirit and my soul.
I can overcome aches and pains
that make me feel less than whole.
Today we’ll cook a turkey
to share with family and a friend.
It will be a fun and happy time
as our personalities blend.
Some of us have challenges
that are difficult to face,
but we’ll be guided through them
with loving support and Grace.