Abundance is what I give thanks for,
God’s goodness overflows into my life,
Now I struggle to have enough words,
To fully express my love for God,
Whatever I can lay my hands on,
I will use to declare my love for God,
I will give God all I have,
My heart committed to his plans,
My undivided attention the first requirement,
Formed from my desire for God’s eternal love,
Life begins and ends with God’s praise,
I love adding my voice to love’s response.
A Reflection on Psalm 149
All my old excuses are gone,
My life is about putting God first,
Making him the centre of everything,
And, celebrating this loudly.
I will use anything I can,
To offer God all that I have,
This will be my reward for trusting,
Justice will stop hate in its tracks,
I will face the hate with courage,
Returning glares with love,
That cut deep into the the liar’s heart.
This becomes his death sentence,
After he lives a life of disappointment,
He will die with anger on his lips,
But, this is not my future,
I have learned my song’s words well,
Everyday celebrating the sheer delight,
That comes from knowing God’s rest.
A Reflection on Psalm 148
When everything is right in my world,
My desire is to find ways to give thanks,
When I run out of words, God finds more,
It’s the sound of eternity in my ears,
That finds new praise words every day.
Every created thing is designed for praise,
A word of encouragement from a friend,
My glimpse of the sun’s rays each morning,
The constant steady love of my wife,
The daily provision of every daily need,
All this and more are praiseworthy.
A Reflection on Psalm 147
My deepest joy has been discovered,
It takes all my most painful memories,
And leaves them with yesterday,
Today I will begin with praise,
Assured that God remembers to love me,
Not one part of me is unloved,
Opposition to this love will be ended,
As God asserts his unfailing care,
To the one who trusts completely in him.
The self importance of arrogance,
Has little to say to God,
He only listens to his own words,
And they don’t impress God,
God is interested in those who remember,
When each day is started with him,
And, then completed with praise.
Every day is a reminder of God’s care,
It begins with the first rays of light,
Seen from an earth born from love,
Appreciated by the gift of understanding,
Transformed by truth’s first concern,
Lived in the Rhythm of grace,
Healing the broken spirits,
Of those who seek to discover,
God’s loving open word,
Spoken me each day.
A Reflection on Psalm 146
My life began with God celebrating,
Here is another child of mine,
The day I turned my face to his,
And, said, “I can’t do this by myself”,
Knowing my plans didn’t work,
Darkness gave way to light,
My soul’s transformation began.
I’ve seen the nothing path,
That collects everything on the way,
Building up their piles of manure,
Thinking they have created a treasure,
Forgetting that it soon returns,
To where it began.
My God pours out love day after day,
He never stops looking to show it,
He searches for the broken hearted child,
Those who have felt life’s blows,
Beaten mercilessly by the pursuit of more,
Those who have missed out,
Because of the ravenous greed of self,
Those who cannot see a way forward,
Blinded by the liar’s orchestrated darkness,
God’s love brings freedom,
From the weight of the loveless liar,
Despair turns to celebration,
An awesome shout of hope,
Erupts from God’s heart,
Bringing new life to today.
A Reflection on Psalm 145
God’s abundant love flows into my life,
There is no end to His possibility,
His favour has no favourites,
My failures can belong to him,
And, I can seek out his plans,
Crafted for my life alone.
I love to think about these things,
My days are full of praise,
There is more and more to know,
About the ways God loves his children,
I am the least of all people,
Yet, I live like a king,
Given a life of abundance,
In which my deepest desires are filled.
One word from me,
The briefest prayer,
Is all it takes,
To galvanise heaven’s armies,
To come to my help.
I live as a much loved child,
Indulged by Truth,
No longer troubled by hate’s lies,
They do not belong to God’s child,
I hear the lies but am protected by God,
My mouth voicing only God’s words,
Encouraging others to join the chorus,
That shouts out his eternal praise anthem.
The Art of Forgiveness
Keep walking, though there’s no place to get to.
Don’t try to see through the distances.
That’s not for human beings.
Move within, but don’t move the way fear makes you move.
Today, like every other day, we wake up empty & frightened.
Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading.
Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.Rumi
I recently spend a few weeks in Asia with my wife looking after an orphanage for children with HIV. We were accompanied by one other person, a close friend that we have known for many years. Our days were quite long. Starting at around 5am and often not finishing till 10pm or later. As time went on we all became increasingly tired.
At about the 10th day the tiredness had developed into irritations at things we all normally would overlook. Finally the irritation expressed itself in words and tone – specifically my words and my tone. Neither of which were helpful to anyone. Immediately as the words escaped my mouth I could see that I had inflicted pain on my dear friend.
My wife was quick to let me know that I was out of line. I said to her that I would apologise to try to rectify things.
As we were walking along together with the kids I went up to my friend and said these words, “ I am sorry. But, you have been doing this (I named my irritation) the whole time”.
As an apology it fell far short of providing healing words. On reflection and judging by the further tears invoked by my apology I could see that they had done more damage than good.
After giving us a bit more space I attempted again to talk to my friend this time with some more carefully chosen words. This time they were more helpful in healing the damage that I had inflicted earlier. What was even better was that we created a new level of openness in our relationship.
Forgiveness is a part of daily life. Every day we have to make choices about what we do with the inconsistencies, in considerations, failures and shortcomings of those around us. We also need to work out what we do with those things we find within ourselves.
One thing that is evident in most people is there is a level of restlessness in our souls. This expresses itself in the unsettledness that many people have in their circumstances but I believe is pointing to a deeper yearning that we all have.
Hugh Prather says that the root meaning of the verb, “to forgive” is to “let go”. He says that when we consider forgiveness in this way it becomes a “restful activity”. I think that this is the balm that we are looking to heal the wounds that life inflicts upon all of us.
Parker Palmer in a recent article in On Being reiterates the actions that come from not being able to work out our pain. He writes, “Violence is what happens when we don’t know what to do with our suffering”. The only way that we know how to deal with our own unforgiveness is to pass our own suffering onto others.
Ellen Bass expresses the healing path beautifully in her poem, Mules of Love,
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again.
To conclude I would like to offer my own reflection on my actions on that day when I allowed my irritation to surface. I have immersed myself in the Psalms over the past year and sought to make them my prayers. The day after my outburst I came to Psalm 116 and this was the prayer that emerged from my reading of that Psalm.
Psalm 116
Forgiveness is my constant request Lord,
In a brief moment I chose death words,
That sought to see the worst,
In an instant anger took over,
Leaving deep hurt in its wake.
In the midst of this I cried for forgiveness,
I look to God for healing,
Seeking kindness to replace the anger,
Turning sadness into tears of laughter,
Lies are the hurtful twisting of truth,
That are spat out by venom’s tongue,
Seeking to separate my Spirit from God’s,
Looking for an opportunity for Death’s victory.
Today I will look for life’s words,
Seeking to restore the hope that begun,
Not allowing death to wreak destruction,
Looking to belong again after destroyed trust,
I will seek the goodness that belongs to me,
The rest that comes from loving deeply,
Giving daily thanksgiving to God,
For his abundant life giving words,
That are my hope for restoration.
I found in the last stanza the rest that comes from forgiveness that Prather talks about. The wounds inflicted required me to bring a different voice to our conversation that sought to discover the beauty in my dear friend. The conversation that ensued was one that brought a new level of honesty and a renewed capacity to care for each other.
A Reflection on Psalm 144
God prepares me for each day’s troubles,
When my dear enemy hounded me each day,
The smell of blood in his nostrils,
I turned to God and sought safety,
My deepest failure became my sword,
Safety was found in my brokeness,
The battle tide turned as God showed up.
I witnessed God’s awesome power,
I found new strength to see me through,
My dear enemy shaking his puny fist,
Angry words making his wisdom foolishness,
Tripping up on his own confused lying,
It all became perfectly clear to me,
My voice found the right words again,
So that truth could be heard,
The darkness quickly giving way to light.
Now each day brings new promises,
There is no limit to God’s abundance,
I will seek him with all my heart,
And, enjoy the life that comes from God,
This is the truth that I have found,
The lies have no power at all,
Disarmed completely by love,
Peace is found in God’s rest.
A Reflection on Psalm 143
Mercy is my heart’s cry today,
This morning your gift is its sweet words,
I allow only these words to fill me,
My dear enemy spews constant hate,
His cold eyes that have dark souls,
Drawing me into their emptiness,
Wanting to see me cling to false hope,
I feel the pain of disappointment,
The desert of loneliness,
When what was important,
Was too easily discarded for a trinket.
I have searched with God for answers,
I turned my face to his,
Looking into his loving eyes,
Discovering more and more of his love,
Life is lived in an oasis of calm,
Trusting God for my daily needs,
My path protected by his strong hand,
Nothing can change my choices now,
His will is etched in my memory,
Reminding me of what comes first.
My dear enemy’s words are drying up,
His accusations easily cast aside,
They belong to him,
Even though he wants me to quiver,
Fear is not my first response,
Soon he will know the great silence,
When God’s voice will ring in his ears,
His words will be his retribution,
God’s will is setting all things right.
I remain a humble listening ear,
Trusting in God’s words to me,
With me in each step forward,
Surrounded by unfailing love.
A Reflection on Psalm 142
My daily list of pain mounts up,
They become the deepest pit of hurts,
My life is lived in agony,
While my dear enemy gloats,
He only seeks my downfall,
That is his main intention,
For his selfish seeking to feel better,
Disloyalty is my daily reminder,
Of how fickle friendship can be.
I won’t depend on anyone now,
Except my God’s love,
Too many disappointments have come,
These seek to overwhelm me,
The powerful destruction of divided attention,
Is what slowly destroys love’s desire.
My heart longs for a shared intentions,
The love of God above all things,
Lost in the maze of endless distraction,
But, I am brought home by trust in God,
Despairing of any loyalty,
My cry for help is heard,
Instead of pain I seek out the goodness,
That my God has given me.
A Reflection on Psalm 141
I desire a heart that belongs to God,
Hearing his words of daily appreciation,
His desires becoming my calling,
Our words combining to declare love’s triumph,
No room to harbour selfish inclinations,
Love is a single minded pursuit,
Of seeking the beauty that lies within.
A divided life is a disheartening lie,
That never pays its full due,
Its cost mounts with false promise,
Of a dividend that is never paid,
The false hope quickly fades to nothing,
Along with the the liar’s words,
Leading my dear enemy to his own destruction.
Word traps abound every day,
They seek to find a way to destroy,
Questions seeking to create doubt,
Becoming my dear enemy’s deepest regret,
As I hear God’s loving truth,
Expressed in the great reversal,
Where justice is fully understood by all,
My life lived in Grace’s abundance,
Life now lived as a daily adventure,
Intolerant of Lie’s deceits.
A Reflection on Psalm 139
My life was completely torn open,
Every part of my shame shared with the world,
All of my failures written on my forehead,
Every word I spoke echoed my mistakes,
No part hidden from God.
I sought to hide myself from God,
Thinking I could cover up my failures,
Stupidity replaced common sense,
As I sought to rely on my own salvation,
But God knows me inside out,
From the moment I drew breath he was there,
No part of me goes unloved,
My failures, my shame, my mistakes,
Even my greatest stupidity,
Every part is known and then loved.
God confidence means that I will not cower,
The attacks against me born from hatred of God,
Their time is up and I am speaking out now,
My focus on God’s love sorts the lies very easily,
They stand out like a gaping wound,
That cannot be hidden from sight.
Today I begin with an open heart,
Broken open with no unseen parts,
Tested by Love’s’ piercing eyes,
Seeking out anything not begun by love,
Even my deepest thoughts,
Will be examined by Love,
Love will lead me to my daily choices,
The light to Eternity’s gifts.
A Reflection on Psalm 138
When I was inundated with angry words,
My God was with me,
Even though I gave up on myself,
He saw new possibilities,
Transformation was on his mind,
Born from despair, destruction and betrayal.
Doubt was completely dispelled,
About who won this fight,
My broken heart a witness to eternity’s love,
That sought out my every weakness,
Nothing was hidden from His gaze,
My deepest humiliation transformed by hope.
My life is completed by thankfulness,
Eternity’s faithfulness in my deepest darkness,
Demonstrating who is in charge,
Love creates the great reversal,
Of the winner in the world’s clamour for more,
No one will escape love’s call,
Reaching out and restoring the broken,
The world a witness to love’s final truth.
A Reflection on Psalm 135
Deafness is this world’s worst illness,
Every day God shouts out his glory,
But, history repeats over and over,
God evidence is in every part of creation,
Yet arrogance still believes its own lies,
Thinking he will overcome God’s plan for me.
My experience tells me God is working,
Human’s shaking their puny fists are losers,
They always succumb to His will,
Their angry shouting has no effect on God’s plan,
God’s magnificence is not dimmed by hate.
Arrogance seeks to create fear in my heart,
Desiring to see me fail so he feels better,
He seeks support for his outbursts of hate,
Explosions of venom stinging those close by.
Then Truth emerges from the fray,
Trust is restored by God’s comfort,
Hate is muzzled by Grace’s kind words,
Life is restored in their sweet sounds,
Drawing fresh breath after a long run,
The finish line is clear – waiting to be crossed.
A Reflection on Psalm 118
I thought my end was very close,
Frantically looking for somewhere to go,
Every path seemed like a dead end,
It was then I called out to God,
I asked, “What do you think you are doing?”
Opposition seemed to be my daily message,
Speaking words to bring me me down,
Wanting to crush my spirit completely,
I heard them and thought they were true,
They echoed in my head, day and night,
I began repeating the defeat words,
Thinking that they were my destiny.
God knew what he was doing in my life,
Creating a path of hope for me,
Gradually life emerged again,
My daily task to first seek God,
Bringing fresh light to the path.
People, frenemies quickly turned,
Seeking the worst for me,
Pretending to care with veiled threats,
But, my daily search for truth,
Disarmed the stream of false truths,
Their message bouncing of my daily praise.
The lies told me death was hope,
But my life is now a witness to God’s promise,
The lies are completely defeated,
A constant thorn to destruction’s wish,
Betrayal has become his daily burden,
Duplicity hounding him to sleepless nights,
A weight that gets heavier each day.
I look with confidence to each new day,
Rejection transformed by acceptance,
My life is a celebration of God’s faithfulness,
To the one who lost his way but is found,
Victory is not found in vindication,
But, in living with eternal trust,
I am completed by praising God today.
A Reflection on Psalm 117
This morning’s first word is. “Praise”,
Everyone and everything should praise God,
Why? Because, he is with us forever!
There is no end to his love,
Praise is knowing this truth,
Praise is the words of belonging,
Shouted out in its celebration.
A reflection on Andrei Rublev’s Trinity
Voice, flesh and breath meeting,
Lovingkindness sitting at humanity’s table,
Their gaze honouring eternity’s loyalty,
Sharing together the cup that is humanity’s gift.
Seated with them but looking to home,
The cup is handed to me,
My friends have filled it completely,
Showing the fullness of their welcome,
My first quenched forever,
Lovingkindness from the life stream of trust.
My heart longs for this table,
Where love’s eternal gaze is fixed on me,
Understanding hope is made complete,
When living in perfect fellowship,
My flesh becoming all that is desired,
When my three close friends first met,
Opening their hearts to me,
So now I could share this table with them.
Brokenness invited to join perfection,
Humbly gazes at each beautiful face,
Thankfulness is my deepest prayer,
Each grasping word accepted with Grace,
Belonging comes as a gift to me,
At that table with my place set forever.
Artist | Andrei Rublev |
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Year | 1411 or 1425-27 |
Type | Tempera |
Dimensions | 142 cm × 114 cm (56 in × 45 in) |
Location | Tretyakov Gallery, Moscow |
A Reflection on Psalm 116
Forgiveness is my constant request Lord,
In a brief moment I chose death words,
That sought to see the worst,
In an instant anger took over,
Leaving deep hurt in its wake.
In the midst of this I cried for forgiveness,
I look to God for healing,
Seeking kindness to replace the anger,
Turning sadness into tears of laughter,
Lies are the hurtful twisting of truth,
That are spat out by venom’s tongue,
Seeking to separate my Spirit from God’s,
Looking for an opportunity for Death’s victory.
Today I will look for life’s words,
Seeking to restore the hope that begun,
Not allowing death to wreak destruction,
Looking to belong again after destroyed trust,
I will seek the goodness that belongs to me,
The rest that comes from loving deeply,
Giving daily thanksgiving to God,
For his abundant life giving words,
That are my hope for restoration.
A Reflection on Psalm 115
Greed’s face is a terrifying sight,
To those who hunger for life’s trinkets,
They live with a gaping hole,
Never satisfied and constantly lusting,
They live with the emptiness of being alone,
Desire a torturous hunger never satiated,
Having more and more but never knowing why?
I know the deep hunger that is this life’s curse,
But, I found the blessing that is God’s gift,
It came to me in my darkest hour,
What I forgot God reminded me,
My memory slowly restored,
Understanding giving freedom,
Words that sought belonging,
Received with Grace.
Blessing is now fully received,
Day after day my life connected to holiness,
Grace and flesh completely belonging to each other,
Everything given to Grace in loving acceptance,
My voice shouting daily praise.
A Reflection on Psalm 114
My world was in complete disarray,
Life was a dead end of hopelessness,
My closest friend deserted me,
Escape seemed impossible,
My back was to the wall,
Desperation was my daily sob.
God’s powerful grace pushed back,
Out of desperation flowed hope,
True friends flocked around me,
The dead end was now opportunity,
Opening into a plethora of options,
Grace is my constant experience.
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