Like A Weaned Child

Lord, my heart is not proud;
  my eyes are not haughty.
I don't concern myself with matters too great
  or too awesome for me to grasp.
Instead, I have calmed and quieted myself,
  like a weaned child who no longer cries for its mother's milk.
Yes, like a weaned child is my soul within me.
O Israel, put your hope in the Lord~
  now and always.
                                        Psalm 131:1-3 NLT

This little psalm is a familiar favorite when everything about me shouts the exact opposite of what the verses describe.   Not proud?  My pride says, "That's okay, God, I got this one.  I can handle it.  I don't really need you this time."  Calm?  Quiet?  My head plays ping-pong with ways to fix the latest thing that went wrong in my world.  So, when I read these words, are they merely a bandage to disguise the real me?  Am I lying to myself and trying to just feel better? 

Or is this a reminder, the truth of how my Creator Father sees me?  "If you'll be still a minute, child, you'll see the work I've already done in you.  My Spirit has made you brand new, fresh and clean;  if you settle your soul as you drink in my Word, not only will you feel better, you'll begin to see that you ARE better...because of Me.  And that situation you're struggling with?  I'll lead you through it."

Settle my soul...
       settle down, soul...
              settle down, mind...
                     settle down, runaway emotions...
             settle down and choose to hope in the Lord now and always.