Why am I feeling a bit downtrodden? Because California's supreme court upheld Proposition 8 today and I was stuck at my thankless job, instead of being able to protest at Piedmont Park in Atlanta. I feel like my spiritual talents are wasting away, while I try not to be rude to customers while selling appliances that I frankly do not care about at all. (IS it possibe to care about selling refrigerators? I suppose, but I do not...) I am stuck in the retail rut and I feel like a rat in a maze searching for my little bit of cheese...
Here is my adaptation of the fourth psalm - I hope you will also find it comforting:
I can be bold with you, Godde;
Listen to me!
Mercy was once mine-
Let it be mine again!
Hear my prayer-
Act on my behalf!
How long, O you unfaithful,
Will you mock my righteousness?
How long will you seek lies instead
Of loving the truly valuable?
O you faithful, listen to me!
Godde does not appreciate lies and mockery-
You cannot be close to the Almighty that way.
(I, myself, am very close-
Godde, listen to me!)
Be angry, and yet stay righteous!
Focus on your heart.
Doubters say, "Who will show us goodness?"
But I say, "Godde, lift up your veil! Let your face shine!"
When my storehouse is full of grain
And I am drunk on wine,
My heart is still not as glad as I am today.
I will have peace and rest,
For You are my stronghold.