This was the second stanza of my meditation on Psalm 119, which I started in December 2011. I finished in Spring 2012 and I have periodically been drawn back to this piece over the past few years.
B. Blessed in the Way
Born pure, we young struggle and rot, seeking pristine purity, blessed in the Way, this Word.
Breathing in this book, this blessed, blessed Word,
I try, try, try to stay on the narrow path, teetering, tending my weak joints, buckling.
Braving this world, my heart beating, awash in Your Word,
Let me be right and pure today, blessed.
Blessed be your name, O Lord, I thank you, blessed to learn the law that I resist. Yes, I resist.
Beating your Word across my tongue, across my mouth,
Blessed to remember, to repeat, to recall.
Joy in the Word, Blessed!
Joy in the Word.
Beguiled in the reflection of your Word, blessed by your Way.
Bejeweled in your journal, your Word close at hand. Blessed Amen!
(c) Tom Bolton, Tippecanoe, 10 December 2011
I’m planning to repeat a stanza each Sunday for the rest of 2014.