I walk around with a boulder on my shoulders.
Its weight is familiar. I am accustomed to carrying it. I can’t imagine how my arms would feel without this weight pressing down upon them.
I wonder if I can put it down somewhere, for just a little bit of relief. But I can’t do that, can I? After all, it is mine. Could someone else actually handle its weight? It seems I was the one meant to bear this load.
Sometimes I look around and feel proud. My boulder seems bigger than other people’s rocks. I bet they couldn’t handle the size of this load. I must be important if I’m the one who’s been trusted to carry something like this.
Then, I hear a whisper.
“Yes, this rock was given to you. But not so you could carry it, so you could throw it.”
I make my way to the ocean, build up the courage, and heave the stone into the water. What seemed gigantic on my shoulders gets swallowed up in the vastness of the sea.
And it begins to shrink.
A boulder may be large and heavy, but it is no match for the rhythmic force of the waves beating against its side. It will shrink and shrink and shrink until it becomes just one of the many pebbles dotting the shore.
The LORD reigns, he is robed in majesty; the LORD is robed in majesty and armed with strength; indeed, the world is established, firm and secure. Your throne was established long ago; you are from all eternity.
The seas have lifted up, LORD, the seas have lifted up their voice; the seas have lifted up their pounding waves. Mightier than the thunder of the great waters, mightier than the breakers of the sea— the LORD on high is mighty.
Your statutes, LORD, stand firm; holiness adorns your house for endless days.
- Psalm 93
That was my reflection on Psalm 93. Link up with your thoughts below. And stop back next week with thoughts on Psalm 94.