The genius of the Psalms is that at least one of them speaks to one of us at just the one right moment in our life; and so it has been down through the generations.
Today's Psalm 30 for Robert's PsalmChallenge, for instance.
I started thinking about it last Monday; then on Tuesday it took on a whole new meaning.
After the news broke about Gilad Schalit's imminent release, I suddenly saw Psalm 30 as Gilad's psalm.
1 A Psalm of David. A Song at the dedication of the Temple.
I will extol thee, O LORD, for thou hast drawn me up, and hast not let my foes rejoice over me. 2 O LORD my God, I cried to thee for help, and thou hast healed me. 3 O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol, restored me to life from among those gone down to the Pit.
4 Sing praises to the LORD, O you his saints, and give thanks to his holy name.
5 For his anger is but for a moment, and his favor is for a lifetime.
Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning.
6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, "I shall never be moved."
7 By thy favor, O LORD, thou hadst established me as a strong mountain; thou didst hide thy face, I was dismayed.
8 To thee, O LORD, I cried; and to the LORD I made supplication: 9 "What profit is there in my death, if I go down to the Pit?
Will the dust praise thee? Will it tell of thy faithfulness? 10 Hear, O LORD, and be gracious to me! O LORD, be thou my helper!"
11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; thou hast loosed my sackcloth and girded me with gladness, 12 that my soul may praise thee and not be silent.
O LORD my God, I will give thanks to thee for ever.
Hebrew original text at Mechon Mamre
Stickers at the Gilad Schalit protest tent, Jerusalem
Spontaneous dancing at the Jerusalem Hug a few years ago