Frankly, in reading Psalms daily for the first time, my heart has fluctuated from being elevated to the mountain top to being in the valley, as Psalms contains a lot more poetry and dramatic words than I'm used to, or prefer. I've finally made it to the end of the prayers of David.
Today's Psalm 72, makes me consider:
Do WE ACTIVELY notice the needy, the poor, and him who has no helper?
Do we each genuinely have pity on the weak and the needy? Do we ACT with compassion? [I am shamed to say that I turned away from our front door step a young lady who looked and sounded totally lost yesterday. She appreared both weak and needy. On reflection I wish I had become more engaged and asked her more questions ~ ~ ~ or maybe not even have opened the door.]
Have we recently done anything ourselves that might lead to the reduction of oppression and violence of those precious in His sight? [I find myself going about my life not even thinking about these things that are probably happening within a stone's through of my everyday presence... like, at least one business is periodically picketed in my town because of its supposed "oppressive practices" or the foreign kid I tutor at the library who cowers away from me like I'm going to beat him when I simply raise a hand to pat him on the shoulder as a means of "positive" reinforcement.]
I pray that Psalms inspires and prepares us to actually make a difference in our families and in our communities through our love and that we do not simply treat them as feel good words.