Today is Sunday, January 15, 2017.
“The more we love someone, the less we flatter them; it is by excusing nothing that true love shows itself.” ― Molière
Cantankerous – difficult or irritating to deal with.
We calculated that we drove almost 240 miles yesterday. And we had a funeral in the middle. Hopefully, people will understand if we are less than chipper or perky today. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not setting out to be cantankerous (see what I did there?). But we are weary, this morning, and C is not feeling great.
The funeral went well. After the chapel service, we walked across to the mausoleum, where C’s step-dad would be interred. There was an Air Force unit there, in uniform, and they gave a gun salute, as well as the playing of Taps. Truthfully, that was probably the most emotional time for me.
After the funeral service, we all went to Ginger Brown’s for an early dinner (by “all,” I mean C, S, R, my mother, and me), before taking Mama back to Mineral Wells. We got home around 6:00-6:30 PM, weary to the bone.
This morning, we are getting ready for our worship gathering. We worship with The Exchange Church, which meets at the Northpark YMCA, at 9100 N. Beach Street, in Fort Worth, TX.
Oh sing to the LORD a new song, for he has done marvelous things! His right hand and his holy arm have worked salvation for him. Psalm 98:1
Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me. Psalm 51:10
I am small and despised, yet I do not forget your precepts. Psalm 119:141
My mouth is filled with your praise, and with your glory all the day. Psalm 71:8
(From Living the Message)
When they said, “Let’s go to the house of GOD,” my heart leaped for joy.
And now we’re here, O Jerusalem, inside Jerusalem’s walls! Psalm 122:1-2
“Worship does not satisfy our hunger for God–it whets our appetite.” I confess that I have never considered worship in quite that light before. When we worship, it does not take care of our need for God. Rather, it deepens our need. This need for God is expressed “in a desire for peace and security.” Who among us does not desire those two things? Two Hebrew words come to mind: Shalom and shalvah.
Most people are aware that shalom means peace. However, “you can no more define it by looking up its meaning in the dictionary than you can define a person by his social security number.” The word takes in all of the aspects of wholeness that come about by God’s will being completed in us. “It is the work of God that, when complete, releases streams of living water in us and pulsates with eternal life.”
Shalvah means security. But it has nothing to do with insurance policies or bank accounts or caches of food and weapons. “The root meaning is leisure–the relaxed stance of one who knows that everything is all right because God is over us and for us in Jesus Christ.” I experience security when I realize that every moment of my existence “is at the disposal of God, lived under the mercy of God,” and I rest in that realization.
When we worship, we participate in the peace and security of God. This deepens our need for both, which God fulfills in us daily as we share in “what God initiates and continues in Jesus Christ.”
Father, as I worship today, may I experience this peace and security. May I be observant of those around me and share in their need for you. And may we come to the worship gathering, not expecting to have our need for you satisfied, but, rather, deepened and whetted, that we may seek your face and presence in all that we do throughout the coming week.
Even so, come, Lord Jesus!
“In returning and rest you shall be saved; in quietness and in trust shall be your strength.” . . . Therefore the LORD waits to be gracious to you, and therefore he exalts himself to show mercy to you. For the LORD is a God of justice; blessed are all those who wait for him. (Isaiah 30:15, 18)
Grace and peace, friends.