Psalm 119 – Aleph

(Aleph is the first letter of the Hebrew alphabet. In Hebrew the first word of the stanza starts with Aleph and so on through each section)

Be blameless. Walk according to the law of the Lord. Let no one be able to blame you for a misdeed. Keep God’s statutes. Seek God with all your heart. Look for Him everywhere. Do nothing wrong. Walk in God’s ways. God has laid down precepts, ideas that are to be fully obeyed – not partially, whatever is convenient or feels comfortable – all of it. Be steadfast in obeying, don’t obey here and there – be consistent – obey all and everyone. If I were steadfast, consistent, I would not be put to shame when I think about Your commands. I will praise You with an upright heart (blameless, free from sin, looking at You) as I learn Your laws. Learning Your laws causes one, leads one to praise. I will obey Your decrees; don’t forsake or give up on me.


Psalm 118

Give thanks to the Lord – He is good.
His love endures forever.
No matter what I do or how long I stay away, God still loves me.

In anguish? Cry out to God. He will answer by setting me free from that anguish. God is with me. There is no reason to be afraid. Man can’t hurt me if God is with me because man can’t hurt God. When God is with me, we become one. God is with me, He is my helper. I will overcome all my enemies and live triumphantly.

It is better to take refuge in God than to trust in man or rulers. It is better to seek protection, comfort and help from God rather than from man.

Enemies of all kinds surround me on every side, but in the name of the Lord, I can cut them off. Enemies of separation from God, enemies of fear, enemies of lack of trust. When God is with me, we become one refuge that enemies can’t enter or attack. God helps – He becomes strength, song and salvation – all I need to overcome the enemies. Salvation conquers separation; strength and song conquer anguish, fear and lack of trust.

When God and I conquer all my enemies, my heart will resound with shouts of joy and victory, giving credit to God and God’s right hand (which can be me if I obey).

I will not die. I will live and tell others what God has done. God has punished me, but not to the death.

Open the gates of righteousness, where God’s people dwell. I will enter and give thanks to the Lord. I give thanks because You answered my cry of anguish and saved me.

Jesus was rejected by the people, but God has made Him the key of salvation. God has done this and to us, it is the most wonderful thing. God has made and given us this day. I will rejoice and be glad in it. It is a chance to know God’s love, to be set free, to conquer fear, to triumph over enemies, to know His refuge, to know His strength, song and salvation, to experience victory and joy, to proclaim what God has done, has done with His mighty right hand, to experience His punishment, to give thanks.

O Lord, save me, grant me success. Help me to go out in Your name. Bless me. You are God. You have made Your light shine on me. Celebrate!

You are my God, I will give You thanks.
You are my God, I will exalt You.

Give thanks to the lord – He is good.
His love endures forever.

Psalm 116

I love the Lord because He heard my voice, my prayers, my cry for mercy. Because He inclines His ear to me, pays attention to me, I will call on Him as long as I live.

Death entangled me, its anguish came upon me, I was overcome by trouble and sorrow. I called on the name of the Lord to save me.

The Lord is gracious, righteous, full of compassion. He protects the simple-hearted and saved me when I was in great need.

My soul can rest at ease for the Lord has been good to me.

You have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling, that I may walk before You in the land of the living.

I believed even though I was greatly afflicted and convinced that all men are liars. How can I repay the Lord for all His goodness to me? I will accept salvation and call on God. I will fulfill my vows to the Lord in public.

Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints. I am your servant and You have freed me from my chains.

I will sacrifice a thank offering and call on the name of the Lord. I will fulfill my vows in public.

Praise the Lord!


Beulah was a springer spaniel we got to mate with Hawkeye. She was the runt of the litter and when we went to see her, she was clearly upset and barked nonstop. The breeder left the room and she finally settled down and allowed us to come near. I don’t remember what made us decide to take her, but I remember the ride home. She was only about 25-30 pounds then, and she curled up into a ball, sat in my lap and shivered the entire trip. She bonded to me on that ride home, much to my hubby’s disappointment.

Much more to his disappointment was the fact that although she had a better nose than Hawkeye, and was as quick as lightning, she absolutely refused to learn to fetch. Playing games was simply beneath Miss Priss as we sometimes called her. Therefore, she wasn’t any good for hunting, but she was an expert cuddler. Her timing was impeccable – I would get to the love seat, sit down, and curl my legs up. My legs getting into position and her jumping into the niche and settling down happened at the exact same moment.

Apparently, as the runt of the litter, Beulah was accustomed to getting shortchanged at meal time. The first evening meal, she fought Hawkeye for the food dish, insisting on eating first (and winning!). We quickly broke her of that habit and the one that appeared the next morning. I was making sandwiches for lunch – bread, meat, cheese – and walked away for a second only to see her deftly swipe a sandwich from the counter! Although Hawkeye and Beulah learned to eat peacefully, leftover peas were another matter altogether. I always let the dogs have the leftover steamed veggies, dropping them into the dog dish on the way to the garbage can. No problem – unless the veggie was peas. Peas resulted in a dog fight no matter what, so peas ended up scattered on the kitchen floor. Plenty of space between peas and dog tongues that way.

As was intended, Hawkeye and Beulah mated and I’ll never forget the first litter. We all went to bed as usual, but during the night, Beulah moved to the corner of the bedroom between the nightstand and the dresser (a spot no one but her could get to). I awoke to a single puppy cry, sprang up shouting “Puppies!” and scared my husband out of bed. He went to the garage to get the birthing pen ready and my job was to get Beulah and puppy to the garage (the length of the house plus 90 feet). It was no easy task. Beulah had no idea what she had done and wanted nothing to do with the puppy, so I picked her up and kept putting her under her nose. Once the maternal instinct kicked in, however, I was not allowed near the puppy, so I had to steal it from her. I got the puppy as far as the bedroom door, before I was forced to surrender her. After Mamma was sure she was all right, I swiped her and got to the bottom of the stairs. Then to the kitchen doorway, then to the back door, then a dash as fast as I could to the garage. Out in the birthing pen, when Beulah was having a hard time with one of the pups, Hawkeye came to offer support and was loudly and soundly rebuffed. It was as if she was mad at him for causing her pain. He dutifully kept his distance, but sat and kept watch.

Miss Priss would not get her paws wet if the grass was rain soaked. She would walk down the sidewalk, turn left up the driveway, and then into the grass at the spot she wanted. As soon as she was finished, she went directly to the driveway, sidewalk and porch. She had an occasional mean streak in her. She would get Hawkeye to chase her, going slow enough for him to keep up, and then cut an obstacle so close, poor Hawkeye was doomed. She did it in the house once at a doorway so that he hit the wall and she did it once outdoors with the metal windmill set in concrete – that time he literally sat and saw stars, just like in the cartoons.

She got hers one day though – sort of. It was fall, and we had just picked the dogs up from the vet who had boarded them for a week. As soon as we got home, hubby decided to get the mower out and mulch leaves and I went out the upstairs bedroom window onto the back porch roof to sweep off the leaves. Beulah had had enough of being away from me and jumped out the window. The problem was the roof was sloped and she couldn’t stop her momentum. She hit the ground just missing hubby who was trying to figure out what flew by. My first thought was, “My God – I just picked her up from the vet – how am I going to explain bringing her back so soon?!” She was as stunned as we were, but she gathered herself together and walked back to the porch unharmed. Who says dogs can’t fly?

Hawkeye and Beulah were hopelessly in love. The vet soon learned they had to be boarded together in the same pen or they were absolutely miserable (and made everyone else miserable as well). They also had to be walked together. The night we had Hawkeye put to sleep, she burst through the back door as soon as it was unlocked, and flew to the garage and got there before the door closed (90 feet). We opened the door to find her jumping up against the truck looking for her beloved. After that, she would not let me out of her sight or touch. One time I had to close the door between us as I worked with a client who was allergic to dogs. She sat at the door, cried, scratched and made a ruckus. Hubby tried her favorite treat – cashews – but she would not be distracted. So we decided to get her a companion – a decision she didn’t care for at all.

Psalm 115

Not to us, O Lord, but to Your name be the glory and praise.

Others may ask where my God is, but I know. My God is in heaven, doing what pleases Him.

Those who trust in idols will end up like them:
They will have mouths, but not be able to speak.
ears, but not be able to hear.
noses, but not be able to smell.
hands, but won’t be able to feel.
feet, but won’t be able to walk.

Trust in the Lord, your help and shield.
The Lord remembers us and will bless us.

Heaven belongs to God, the earth to man.
The dead don’t praise God – we do.
Praise Him now and forever more.