"May the words of my mouth and the thoughts of my heart
be pleasing to you,
O LORD, my rock (Tsuri - strength) and my redeemer."
I'm so like Peter when he looked at his feet and realized he was walking on water and then...down he went. Not that I'm down today, but it happens more frequently than I'd like to admit. That - and my other downfalling (what I have more than two?) is one of the reasons this passage is so meaningful to me. I'm talking about talking. Again I relate to Peter in the need to fill in a quiet moment with words - almost any words sometimes. Silence is difficult for us sanguines. And my thoughts - if you've ever seen a pin-ball machine on steroids you can imagine how my thought processes have been known to work, boomeranging everywhere. Consequently this is a very personal request being made to Jehovah Tsuri. It is admitting that He IS my rock - my immutable and immovable source of strength, because He is my redeemer. Love begets love. Now recognizing who He is to me, you understand why my request matches the Psalmist - that the often spontaneous words of my mouth would be fed by organized and peaceful thoughts, and be pleasing to my Tsuri.
Brunch today had to be one of my favorites - Spinach perogi - quickly browned in ghee and olive oil. Topped with onion and spinach and served with Dannon vanilla yogurt and strawberries.
Dinner: Remaining abundance of Pasty from yesterday, served with rice pudding on strawberry-bannna moat.
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