So, I slip past familiar words I’ve read a hundred times, quoted more. This fitting start to the hymnal of the old world–
“Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, not standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful…”
Like a grade school teacher I ask the right questions, wait for the answers. (myself also the pupil.)
The scornful? Probably scorners. Skeptics. Profane men that divorce God from His creation, make the truth about life a lie, set themselves above the law of the universe, claim progress but at the same time destroy meaning by destroying origin and destiny… Yeah, don’t mind them.
Ungodly, same thing.
You skipped one.
Pray tell, who are the sinners?
These others thrown in with those whose companionship, counsel, and cowardice I should avoid?
How about me.
I am a sinner.
And insomuch, my counsels to myself should be ignored.
I take counsel from, pleasure in, strength of,
gain wisdom through, live life by,
the benevolent law.