He refreshes my soul. He guides me along the right paths for his name’s sake. (NIV)
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths
of righteousness for his name's sake. (KJV)
(Psalm 23:3)
The supplemental reading material to the study my Sunday
School class is doing is Life Without Lack, which is based on the teachings
of Dallas Willard. I have to imagine that this might have been Prof/. Willard’s
favorite verse in the song, because it talks about souls. Elsewhere, he
described souls as the CEO of a person, integrating the activities of the mind
(thoughts and feelings), the heart (will,) the body, and its interaction with
the larger world.
Depending on which translation you prefer, you get slightly
different, but complementary ideas. In the NIV, it’s said that He refreshes our
souls. What refreshes you? How do you feel when you are refreshed? The second
is the better question. Years ago, when I was exercising lots more than I am, I
realized that for the first half of my jog, I was wound up, going around in
circles mentally and emotionally, lecturing people who weren’t there. On the
way back, however, I could feel my shoulders relaxing, and my mind let go of
the garbage. I felt refreshed, possibly because I didn’t have enough energy to
jog and continue on my mental gerbil wheel.
I also find that I feel refreshed when I take a shower, or
when the temperature falls far enough that I don’t sweat just sitting at my
desk and a breeze kicks up. I sometimes feel refreshed when windchimes chime,
or water makes any of a number of repetitive noises (whether gurgling streams,
babbling brooks, or waves pounding on the rocky coast of Maine.) Refreshment also
comes when one drinks something that eases stress (cool drink on a hot day, hot
drink on a cold day, drink of a preferred flavor whenever…) In other words, I tend
to feel refreshed when something pleasant replaces something unpleasant or stress
is somehow removed.
The other word, “restore” is even more interesting. When
one restores, one gives back or returns to the original condition. To restore a
soul, then, would have to do with fixing the imbalance of the soul, removing the
flesh, body, emotions, thoughts, and will from control, and putting them back
into submission to the soul, so that none of them rule over the others. Wouldn’t
it be “loverly” to live a life in which you weren’t at war with yourself? To
not find unimportant things crowding out important things? So often, our lives
seem to be like a car out of alignment, always pulling to one direction or
another even though we know there’s a guard rail, a sidewalk, or a cliff in
that direction. We struggle against the steering wheel, trying to force the
vehicle to stay straight, but since the wheels are pointed in the same
direction as the chassis, chances are we aren’t going the same direction that
the headlights are pointed.
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