Why "St. Cuthbert's Island"?

Saint Cuthbert was a Celtic monk who lived in the 7th century.
He received visitors at his monastery in Northumbria and was even appointed a bishop, but he yearned for the life of an ascetic. While living at the monastery on the island of Lindisfarne, he sought to spend time with the Lord whenever possible. Early on, he practiced solitude on a small island that was linked to Lindisfarne by a land bridge when the tide was low. This tiny island, known as Saint Cuthbert’s Island, was a training ground of sorts—a place to grow in faith and in love for God.

I chose to name my blog after this island for two reasons:
1) I hope that it will be a place where I can spend time alone with God, growing in my love for Him.
2) Perhaps, when the tide is low, others may find their way to this tiny island
and, by God’s grace, be blessed by what they find there.

Monday, January 4, 2010

Psalm 124 (Translation)

This is the fifth of fifteen "Songs of Ascent" that I hope to comment on.
And though I don't have comments ready, I want to go ahead and post my translation.
Enjoy this great psalm!

Psalm 124:1-8

Song of Ascents. Of David. If it were not YHWH who was for us--
Come on, Israel. Say it:
If it were not YHWH who was for us when men arose against us:
then they would have swallowed us alive when their anger broke out against us.
then the waters would have washed us away, the stream would have passed over our throats.
then, covering our throats, the raging waters would have passed over.
Blessed be YHWH, who has not given us over as prey to their teeth.
Our lives were like a bird saved from a birdtrap; the birdtrap, catching birds in its snare, was broken, and we have gotten ourselves to safety.
Our help is in the Name of YHWH (His being & power), Maker of heaven and earth.
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