It is a Beautiful Evening

So today is not the most beautiful evening, but in AP English with Mrs. Bosse, we read It is a Beautiful Evening by William Wordsworth and what I got out of the poem is that as we age we lose the joy that we once had from nature. As people get older they tend to not be as excited about rocks and trees as they once were. (I get really excited, but maybe I am still a 5 year old deep down inside). So, to ensure that I did not lose all youth I went to the park this afternoon and splashed in puddles and mud.


IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free,
The holy time is quiet as a Nun
Breathless with adoration; the broad sun
Is sinking down in its tranquillity;
The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea:
Listen! the mighty Being is awake,
And doth with his eternal motion make
A sound like thunder--everlastingly.
Dear Child! dear Girl! that walkest with me here,
If thou appear untouched by solemn thought,
Thy nature is not therefore less divine:
Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year;
And worship'st at the Temple's inner shrine,
God being with thee when we know it not.
-William Wordsworth.


Even though it is cold and silly, everyone should go outside and splash in puddles, laugh, and act a bit silly. Not only does it keep a person young, it relieves stress. :)

Psalm 38

^{Psalm 38}

¹ LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger 

   or discipline me in your wrath.
² Your arrows have pierced me,
   and your hand has come down on me.
³ Because of your wrath there is no health in my body;
   there is no soundness in my bones because of my sin.
⁴ My guilt has overwhelmed me
   like a burden too heavy to bear.

⁵ My wounds fester and are loathsome
   because of my sinful folly.
⁶ I am bowed down and brought very low;
   all day long I go about mourning. 
⁷ My back is filled with searing pain;
   there is no health in my body.
⁸ I am feeble and utterly crushed;
   I groan in anguish of heart.

⁹ All my longings lie open before you, Lord;
   my sighing is not hidden from you.
¹⁰ My heart pounds, my strength fails me;
   even the light has gone from my eyes. 
¹¹ My friends and companions avoid me because of my wounds;
   my neighbors stay far away.
¹² Those who want to kill me set their traps,
   those who would harm me talk of my ruin;
   all day long they scheme and lie.

 ¹³ I am like the deaf, who cannot hear,
   like the mute, who cannot speak; 

¹⁴ I have become like one who does not hear,
   whose mouth can offer no reply.
¹⁵ LORD, I wait for you;
   you will answer, Lord my God. 
¹⁶ For I said, “Do not let them gloat
   or exalt themselves over me when my feet slip.”

¹⁷ For I am about to fall,
   and my pain is ever with me.
¹⁸ I confess my iniquity;
   I am troubled by my sin. 
¹⁹ Many have become my enemies without cause^[b];
   those who hate me without reason are numerous.
²⁰ Those who repay my good with evil
   lodge accusations against me,
   though I seek only to do what is good.

²¹ LORD, do not forsake me;
   do not be far from me, my God.
²² Come quickly to help me,
   my Lord and my Savior.

I came upon this chapter in Psalm. I feel like this chapter describes my life right now. I wish that I could pull out specific versus that were more pertinent than others, but I would just end up copying the entire thing so instead I will just bold the things that stuck out to me. 

I think this chapter is so applicable to me because no matter what I do, I will never be good enough for God. Even though I have Jesus, I feel like I have constant reminders and daily burdens that remind me of my sin.