Known as the “herb of grace,” the rue is traditionally known for everything from dissipating flatulence to multiplying sperm. How fitting for a tiny word often used in common English for an energetic little ditty on a stringed instrument too!
But at bedtime we need something a bit more serene and I’m feeling sleepy. When needing to slow things down a bit even silence is a better salve for the soul. To dwell in the hushed comfort of the One who knows me so well is just where I want to be this evening after a day that seemed to test everything of late. So I will turn to the Lord and His Word in what I have heard called the ‘bedtime Psalm.” Dwell with me awhile before His throne of grace and let our Heavenly Father’s heart speak to yours this day, this night. I’ll seeya on the other side . . . JJ
Psalm 121
A song of ascents.
1 I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
Jesus is for the Wounded 