Like a Weaned Child

Psalm 131

My heart is not proud, O Lord, my eyes are not haughty;

I do not concern myself with great matters or things too wonderful for me.

But I have stilled and quieted my soul;

Like a weaned child with it's mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

O Israel, put your hope in the LORD both now and forevermore.

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I think of this as a child being old enough to think a bit for himself, but being so sure that his mother will take care of important matters that he can relax in her embrace.  No worries.  May I consciously still and quiet my soul, and rest in the Lord the same way.

My first time...

I've never posted anything before...  This is my first time.  So here it is.