Lenten Midweek Reflection on Psalm 27

My home, when the blizzard drops snow incessantly

falling vertically onto my roof

and falling horizontally into my walls

and rattling the windows

my home is safe and secure

and I sip warm tea

huddled underneath a quilt

but when I go out,

the pellets of snow assail and devour my face

even as my feet struggle to find purchase

so they can do their job of remaining underneath me

and the shelter of my car is temporary

and tenuous

as I have to navigate slippery streets

and avoid other drivers

I may or may not be protected

by the divine

from the weather and dangers of the road

still, when I return to my home

it is as if I am resting in the shelter

of the God of the universe

my tea and my quilt, they comfort me

but do not give me up, O God

to the will of my adversaries

or especially to the will of your adversaries

I know that my home brings me comfort

and protection from the sting of the snow

from the bitter of the cold

yet so many of your children

do not have shelter

I know the food in my pantry

will fill my belly and warm my body

yet so many of your children

are hungry

I know I am protected by your strength

and need not fear your enemies

yet so many of your children are not safe

are not secure

I believe I will see the goodness of the Lord

here, in the land of the living

and I believe that, once I recognize the goodness of the Lord

I believe that sharing the goodness of the Lord

will probably begin with me

and with you.