Read Psalms 61-63
You’ve always given me breathing
room, a place to get away from it all. A lifetime pass to your safe-house, an
open invitation as your guest. You’ve always taken me seriously, God,
made me welcome among those who know and love you. Psalm 61:3-5 Message
translation
Yesterday in worship we
celebrated Pentecost, the birthday of the church, when the people of God were
inspired and infused with the Spirit. We
honored how the Spirit doesn’t advocate for assimilation, but celebrates
diversity, equity, and inclusion through the vast variety of languages being
sung today and how all understand. This
is the mission and vision of the church, then and now. The call of us to be caught up in the
Spirit. I love that the Psalmist above
starts by saying, God gives us breathing room and a place to be fully
ourselves. And the prayer of the church
is that this is not just as isolated individuals, but we gather to be and
breathe with each other in our uniqueness and universal need to be seen, loved,
heard, and blessed. Brian McLaren says,
the church is where we proclaim and practice, “All of you are
welcome here and all of you is welcome here.” All of you, not just the
polished parts that we post to social media.
All of you, the shadow side of yourself when you lose your temper in
traffic. All of you ~ when you do
something kind for another and when you make Oscar the Grouch look cuddly and caring. The beginning of Psalm 62 echoes what we read
in 61, but the twist and turn comes in verses 3-4 where the Psalmist laments
feeling bullied and betrayed and bruised and battered by the world. “You talk a good line, but every ‘blessing’
breathes a curse.’” What a powerful
description of people in our world, where we are promised the moon by
tricksters and hucksters and politicians and pastors, only to be left holding
the bill when the day is over. To trust
in God is both the direction and destination of life (remember the word asher
or esher, which was in Psalm 1 inviting us to dwell in God
and let God dwell in us).
This leads us to the opening words of Psalm 63, “God, you are my
God! I can’t get enough of you! I’ve worked up such a hunger and thirst for
God, traveling across dry and weary deserts.”
Where do you long for God right now?
Be specific. In that
relationship, in that situation, inside the cobwebbed corners of
your shy soul, in that meeting this week.
The promise of God is that God goes before, beside, beneath, behind and
beyond us. Wherever we are, there is God
already. Hold this promise, lean into
and live this promise, be awake and alert to the possibility of this promise,
and let loose your inner-Sherlock Holmes to search for the Sacred showing up,
like the beautiful pigeon of the Spirit, in your life this day. Amen.
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