Psalms served as filler. That’s how I grew up thinking as I’d sit in church and listen to the psalms recited as transitions between liturgical movements. Just poetic filler. How wrong I was. I wasn’t a big poetry reader, but sometimes I thought the psalms sounded worshipful, sometimes confusing. Often I just found them repetitive, and, secretly, I concluded that they were boring. But that felt a little blasphemous, so I didn’t say it out loud. Decades later, I worship... Read more