Psalm 1 (NLT)
Oh, the joys of those who do not follow the advice of the wicked, or stand around with sinners, or join in with mockers. But they delight in the law of the Lord, meditating on it day and night. They are like trees planted along the riverbank, bearing fruit each season. Their leaves never wither, and they prosper in all they do. But not the wicked! They are like worthless chaff, scattered by the wind. They will be condemned at the time of judgment. Sinners will have no place among the godly. For the Lord watches over the path of the godly, but the path of the wicked leads to destruction.
“To live how you were intended, to interact with God’s creation in ways that were his breathings, brings life. Real life. Not just tedious existence, but life that breathes like a tree by a cool river with the grass of Eden stretching broad and embowering under limb. It is beauty. It is bending in the breeze, arms wide, leaves dancing. And to live in ways that twist and distort his creation brings death. Real death. Not just redundant (none of us are getting out of here alive) burying of corpses, but the walking around kind that tastes of dust rather than the Maker’s exhale of love. It is repulsive. It doesn’t hold together. It is not the genesis-shape imagined for a human.”
- David Crowder (Praise Habit)
