Category: Psalms

Keep Looking Up

A lovely bright morning, the bare trees are showing spring green. Whatever litters the path beneath my feet, I can look up and touch the sky.

When my days are grey and drizzle. Remind me, Lord to look up, I know You “Keep my feet” ~

You will show me the path of life: in Your presence is fullness of joy; at Your right hand are pleasures for ever more”

Jesus said, that His followers would know trouble in this world; but in Himself peace,

Lord, when I am troubled, remind me to “Look up!”

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Draw Back The Curtain

      “The unfolding of your words gives light; it imparts understanding to the simple.”

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Psalm 119:130/ Luke 2: 22-40

The Christmas tree, the Stable under the altar dismantled, this morning we paused and marked “Candlemas” (2nd February). This was followed by the baptism of Evie Rose and Brooke Alison later in the morning, who like the infant Jesus were  carried into God’s house to receive the Lord’s blessing and seal on their young lives.

How poignant it is to recall Anna and Simeon, both of great age, but still in the Temple waiting on God with prayers and fasting and God honours them; the Lord pours out on them His Holy Spirit, Simeon’s words are recalled and prayed everyday in acts of Worship, he and Anna live on in devout and faithful seniors, whose strength is renewed daily as they too, continue steadfast in faith and hope. Like Simeon, like Anna they have trusted in God’s word, and rejoiced in His salvation, walked in the light of His revelation.

What would their message be to today’s young ones.

I think it could well be,

“Draw back the curtains and let the light in. Open your heart and receive God’s Word, open the bible and find treasure, stored up for you from the Ancient of Days and praise God,

Once upon a time, St Augustine thought he heard a child singing

 ”Pick it up and read it. Pick it up and read it.” He thought at first the song was related to some kind of children’s game, but could not remember hearing the song before.  Then it struck him that this might be God telling him to open and read the scriptures, so he found a bible picked it up and read it.  And, then Augustine’s life really began. 

Draw back the curtains, open the bible, and God and you can begin

Praise the Lord on a Monday

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The children are counting down the days to back to school, some counting down the days to starting school for the first time, and Rosy Mouse is watching the crab apple trees.
‘I like September’ she says, ‘And Autumn and Harvest Festival,’ of course,
she’s counting down the days to her share in Autumn’s bounty. But that’s Rosy, dreaming of apples, pies, crumbs … and she’s started knitting, 16 tiny hats and scarves to keep her family warm during winter months!

One thing about our little mouse. She is always cheerful, always humming, always squeaking hymns, psalms and songs of mousy praise.

Praise the LORD from the earth, you great sea creatures and all ocean depths,
Lightning and hail, snow and clouds,
Stormy winds that do his bidding.
You mountains and hills, fruit trees and all cedars,
Wild animals and all cattle,
Small creatures and flying birds,
Kings of the earth and all nations,
You princes and all rulers on earth,
Young men and women,
Old men and children.

Psalm 148: 7-12

Well, you can’t get much smaller than Rosy, but she had a big heart and wishes all small people-persons (children) well, as they start new school term.

Oh, by the way if you could put some nice juicy pears in your harvest basket, St Giles Harvest Festival is Sunday 2nd October, she would much appreciate it!

We can only go forward

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(Image Superjew/Wikimedia Commons)

We can’t go back
We can only go forward

This is true none of us can go back to those wonderful days of childhood,to that heart stopping moment when our eyes fixed on our.beloved spouse. Neither can we re-visit and fix that time when we were so in the wrong; if only we hadn’t said,or we hadn’t done this or that.

As it is with our earthly life’s journey, so it is with our spiritual pilgrimage. We have decided to follow Jesus and we can’t, we mustn’t go back. Hasn’t Jesus explicitly warned us, ‘No one who puts a hand to the plough and looks back is fit for service in the kingdom of God’

Yet our God knows there are times, and they are many, when we need to stop, rest, eat and drink – he himself is our rest, our food, our drink. This is what i have found, I have been young and now am old, but I am still following on and finding it’s an upward climb, here’s a well loved hymn from years gone by,

Wr are marching upwards to Zion
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We are marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We’re marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.

A song is always a good companion whether we are a solitary marcher or a company. Pilgrims have always packed them in their rucksacks.

Here is one Jesus could well have sung on his journeys to Passover in Jerusalem

Psalm 121

I lift my eyes to the mountains
where does my help come from?

2 My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.

3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;

4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.

5 The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;

6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.

7 The Lord will keep you from all harmg—
he will watch over your life;

8 the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and for ever more.

When I find the going hard, life tough and rough, or maybe fear I may be a little off track, I rest prayerfully, look up, and put my best foot forward I’m marching upwards.

Called By Name

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(Photo by Damian Peach posted on BAA website)

He knows my name. He knows yours

He determines the number of the stars
and calls them each by name.
Great is our Lord and mighty in power;
His understanding has no limit.

I look up at the night sky and marvel.
I look into my heart and marvel more.
He knows and calls me by my name, he knows me, understands me, and yet still loves me.

Now that’s a marvel!

Psalm 147: 4-5 (NIV)