It’s always a good time when you get back around to the songs of ascent in the book of Psalms, and not just because they tend to be shorter than the average psalm. There’s a certain sense of place and purpose that fits them well as travel songs. Today’s brought one of my favorites to light, Psalm 131:
1 My heart is not proud, Lord, my eyes are not haughty; I do not concern myself with great matters or things too wonderful for me. 2 But I have calmed and quieted myself, I am like a weaned child with its mother; like a weaned child I am content. 3 Israel, put your hope in the Lord both now and forevermore.
Space Enough, and Time 