St. Patrick Presbyterian Church, Epc

My son is in the "monkey-see-monkey-do" phase of toddlerhood, and it is both a joy and a terror, as I'm sure you can all imagine. Often when I leave the house in the morning, My daughters and I will give the ASL sign for "I love you" as I pull out of the driveway. I had to teach them to do this, and now it's just a part of our routine. But for my son, it wasn't taught at all - it was caught. I don't think he even really knows what it means, aside from "Daddy's leaving and we like that guy." Most manners and liturgies are like that - we train the habits and the meaning comes later to fill the forms and fit our hearts for Heaven. If it's true, (as Jim and I insist it is), that not only instruction but also immersion and imitation are necessary for discipleship, then we desperately need access to the Soul Room habits of fellow believers. You can't imitate what you don't see! Fortunately, the Bible, and the Psalms, in particular, open a window into the private chambers of a Godly person's heart. This week we'll j