Yeah, that.
Tonight, I am unspeakably sad. Everything is making me cry.
I'm supposed to be reading and learning and preparing a few Tehillim (psalms) for tomorrow. I have chosen 51, 103, and 128, for various reasons... mostly because the thread running through these three is that Hashem is a God of second chances, a phrase that popped into my head, utterly unbidden and mostly unwanted, on Thursday night.
My father had many second chances in life, and totally made the most of them.
In the meantime, I have to go watch some dippy TV and then learn a bit about these three psalms...
לֵב טָהוֹר, בְּרָא-לִי אֱלֹהִים; וְרוּחַ נָכוֹן, חַדֵּשׁ בְּקִרְבִּי.
אַל-תַּשְׁלִיכֵנִי מִלְּפָנֶיךָ; וְרוּחַ קָדְשְׁךָ, אַל-תִּקַּח מִמֶּנִּי.
אַל-תַּשְׁלִיכֵנִי מִלְּפָנֶיךָ; וְרוּחַ קָדְשְׁךָ, אַל-תִּקַּח מִמֶּנִּי.
Translation:
God has given me a pure heart, and His holy spirit He has placed within me, do not cast me away from before you, and do not take your holy spirit from me.
Bit of a cheesy video here:
I just keep thinking, "don't throw me away, don't throw me away."
(okay, "cast me away" is more poetic, I suppose)
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