Psalm 133

Reflecting on some of the road trips that I have taken my family on, I must confess that the words “how wonderful, how beautiful it is…” were not sung, but rather muttered under my breath with more than a hint of sarcasm. A cacophony of fists and kicks, elbows and screams erupting from the back seat. “How good and pleasing” it is for families to get along, can in the moment seem like a statement of hopeless optimism. Yet when I think back on those trips, I do think of them as beautiful and wonder time spent with my family…

Psalms 125 & 126

The Bible is full of stories about God’s steadfast and faithful “rock-solid” love – in spite of our inconsistencies. One day Israel followed God boldly through the Red Sea, the next they were wondering in circles through the desert. The disciples lounged in an upper room, breaking bread with Jesus, listening intently to his commands and soaking up his love. By the next morning they had betrayed, abandoned and denied him. But in all of these stories there is something immovable, unchangeable, unshakable, rock solid like the mountain: We are God’s people and we stand like Mount Zion because Christ stands before us, behind us and all around us.

Psalms 120 & 121

“Where are we going?” This is a question I’ve been asking myself lately, especially as I scroll through the news feeds and social media: COVID-19, George Floyd, protests, elections… It all leaves me feeling disoriented, longing for an answer to that question, “Where are we going?” It’s as if we have embarked on a journey with no clear destination, with no idea of what to expect along the way…