Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Not a good day to be a Mainer: gay marriage was repealed, thanks to my own neighbors. According to the Bangor Daily News, 75 percent of Harmony voters voted for repeal, and I'm so irked that I can't even think of a synonym that would help me avoid writing "voters voted." But though I may be distressed, I am not surprised. Conservative Christianity is a powerhouse in northern rural Maine, and I knew my town would vote for repeal. I did believe, however, that progressive southern Maine would override that faction. Apparently not.

Therefore, it seems only right to quote from the Book, and this is what I have accidentally put my finger on. Amazing. No wonder anyone can see anything he wants to see in the Bible. But hell, if he can do it, so can I.

from Psalm 73

If I had said, "I will speak thus,"
I would have been untrue to the generations of thy children.
But when I thought how to understand this,
it seemed to me a wearisome task,
until I went into the sanctuary of God;
then I perceived their end.
Truly thou dost set them in slippery places;
thou dost make them fall to ruin.
How they are destroyed in a moment,
swept away utterly by terrors!
They are like a dream when one awakes,
on awaking you despise their phantoms.


Anonymous said...

Psalm 142
A maskil of David. When he was in the cave. A prayer. [a]
1 I cry aloud to the LORD;
I lift up my voice to the LORD for mercy.
2 I pour out my complaint before him;
before him I tell my trouble.

3 When my spirit grows faint within me,
it is you who know my way.
In the path where I walk
men have hidden a snare for me.

4 Look to my right and see;
no one is concerned for me.
I have no refuge;
no one cares for my life.

5 I cry to you, O LORD;
I say, "You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living."

6 Listen to my cry,
for I am in desperate need;
rescue me from those who pursue me,
for they are too strong for me.

7 Set me free from my prison,
that I may praise your name.
Then the righteous will gather about me
because of your goodness to me.
I always love this gives me solice...especially in a place of misunderstanding and prejudgice. So unfortunate, the narrowmindedness of AMerica.

Dawn Potter said...

This psalm is making me feel better already. Thanks for posting it.