Psalm 137 (Psalms on the Trail)

  “By the rivers of Babylon— there we sat down and wept when we remembered Zion. On the willows there we hung up our harps. For there our captors asked us for songs…. How can we sing the Lord’s song in a foreign land?”   Psalm 137:1-3a,4 Tears are sometimes the only response we can […]

Psalm 6 (Psalms on the Trail)

  “I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with weeping.” Psalm 6:6 Words like “weary,” “flood,” and “drench” came to mind on this rainy day of walking beside the Potomac river, swollen with the spring downpours.  Other words like “cold” and “damp” and “hot […]