PCA Pastor.
Slightly sarcastic.
Apt to laughter.

Anti-Psalm 100

Sigh to yourselves, all the earth.
Close your eyes in weariness.
     Groan inwardly with anxiety.

For we are captains of our destiny,
    forging our identities, belonging to none;
    desiring affirmation from others, and despising them for it.

Grateful for nothing,
    we seek our own praise—
    longing to be blessed.

For I am not good;
    my twisted will is finite,
    and I am destined to be forgotten.

Anti-Psalm 46

Anti-Psalm 14