My primary prayers these days seem to be from the Psalter. What comfort, what inspiration, what joy, what fear and what sorrow they engender................
No matter how awful my day may have been, there will be something in one of the psalms I read which touches my heart.
Those for whom I have promised to pray, I remember especially fervently when I read the Psalter at bedtime.
I have no idea why I didn't start praying/reading the Psalter many years ago. I wish I had !
Now, it is a beloved part of my daily routine and I can't *not* read it . Some days I will read a whole Kathisma, other days just a Stasis, or even one Psalm, but I am thankful just to "keep going" :-)