Like a Weaned Child

Someone showed me this verse in the last few days.  I like the idea of calming myself like a satisfied child at a mom's breast.  Tonight Ben and I went out and left all three with a babysitter.  The babysitters called us back early because Romy just cried the entire time. (fussy teething baby) When I came back home I took her into her room and nursed her and she quieted right down.  I thought of this verse... that when I am so tired and cranky and beyond myself if I can just get alone with the Lord even for a minute to quiet myself with His presence, the milk of His Word.  Is this getting weird?  ok, I'll stop :)

Psalm 131

A song of ascents. Of David.

1 My heart is not proud, Lord,
    my eyes are not haughty;
I do not concern myself with great matters
    or things too wonderful for me.
2 But I have calmed and quieted myself,
    I am like a weaned child with its mother;
    like a weaned child I am content.

3 Israel, put your hope in the Lord
    both now and forevermore.